Billboard supermodel
With your xylophone and drum
Perfect tits and perfect tongue
Drooling vulgar wisdom
I came to you
Shipwrecked and shrewd
Begging for crumbs or Quaaludes
Well, I ate newspaper
I live under the freeway with all the living dead
The speed freaks and junkies and drunk deadbeat fathers
And I feel so excited when the sun sets on your face
Frostbitten, frozen in fake ecstasy
Billboard supermodel
I just robbed another home
Took their laptops
And prescription medications
While you were advertising
Slim designer jeans
I got drowned out by the screams of
CIA prisons
Billboard supermodel: can we just be authentic?
Can we just strip off all our flesh for a minute?
Ancient beasts walked these hills before their were condos
Brilliant white foxes that dreamed in the daylight
How'd you get so high?
If you crawled down from that billboard
Would you die?
Oh, those icy vines
Sit back and watch those snakes in paradise
Pray for d**h or money to free us from this life
Billboard supermodel
Dripping damp with skin care creams
Lord I haven't slept in weeks
I'm seeing visions
Of birds and corporate logos
Fornicating in the dirt
Skyscrapers strut in pencil skirts
And all the green and black colors of serious illness
Billboard supermodel, queen of the city block
Public buses zig zag round your dangling legs
You and I are pirates in this boring sea
We take all we can touch; no one ever gave us much
How'd you get so high?
If you crawled down from that billboard
Would you die?
Oh, those icy vines
Sit back and watch those snakes in paradise
Pray for d**h or money to free us from this life
Billboard supermodel
All the kids in America
We know about our inheritance
About the sh** hole your leaving
Birthday parties in the chemical rain
Seventeen wars guzzling black propane
And everybody's derailing trains
In the backyard of your c**aine brain
And oh how can you do it?
How can you sit right there
In your million dollar chair
Sexy slither in your underwear
While I lay here
With broken songs like broken teeth
Rotting gums, no-where to sleep
So I lay in your shadow, billboard supermodel