Never got the hype For a self inflicted life That reads like a magazine It's a drag to be sure But it might be the cure 'cause you know that's what you believe in Looking inside her Whammo eyes Darling star Electra glide She's a co*ktail crush Waiting for a ride Clever and insane She's a real tragic flame Liberating after three Discretion is advised And drinking might be wise
'cuse you might need to feel the same Blasting out your mind She know's what she will find All the ghosts you've never seen While the chrome plated smile That keeps you getting high Is rusting in your agony Fever's gonna die Before you get to fly And then you'll just melt away To live in a blur For all you can endure Is that the way you wanna be