Aerosol Ball

Intro: x2 verse 1 The rain in Maine Is made of novacane In the Florida Keys It’s made of Antifreeze In Maryland It’s made of heroine In Minnesota It’s made of baking soda Every tooth in Duluth Is Baby Ruth proof Every roof is as white as a 20-watt light The doll of St. Paul At the aerosol ball She’s such a special girl She’s been around the world She made her home In an air conditioned dome She’s such a precious thing She’s dancing to the king verse 2 Move your feet to the beat I’m back on lucky street Well I’m on a lucky streak Lucky street Come sit on my lap In a Phrygian cap I’ve been looking for a mix Of sex and politics Well The cat ate the rat And the beast ate the cat And the boy ate the beast And the beast made him fat And he sat in a puddle And paddled with a spoon And bloated like a bubble And floated to the moon The doll of St. Paul At the aerosol ball She’s such a special girl She’s been around the world She made her home In an air conditioned dome She’s such a precious thing She’s dancing to the king Solo: verse 3 Well her makeup and wigs Are made of squealing pigs And her hands and her arms are made by Pepperidge Farms And her face and her neck are made by Sinopec And the lines on her palms are made by Viacom And her dreams and her thoughts are made by Microsoft She’s the doll of St. Paul The doll of St. Paul At the aerosol ball She’s such a special girl She’s been all around the world She made her grave In an air conditioned cave She’s such a special girl She’s been all around the world, dancing with the king Coda x2