Crosseyed
Lyrics
(Okay, yeah)
I cut a V.J. Star with a rusty hinge
From a bra strap over his wrists
And it did him in
I was a little upset that the ghost was him
'Cause he kept me awake all night
In a bottle with his politics
Oh, politics
Crosseyed
Leave me alone, I've got terrible sight
Getting to know you and to love you is so strange
Lash out
Just for the thrill of letting something come out
And my stigmatism blurs from page to page
Okay
Well the original answer was a cannonball
It was fired from the mouth of a cave
And hit a shopping mall
Everyone inside died a miserable death
When they found the original question on sale
Was not a question at all
At all
Crosseyed
Leave me alone, I've got terrible sight
Getting to know you and to love you is so strange
Lash out
Just for the thrill of letting something come out
And my stigmatism blurs from page to page
Okay
The singing little hand is facing one way
Turning cartwheels on the wall
He understands the weight of it all
The big hand is complaining of his lack of height
And wishes he were tall
So tall
So he could teargas the owners
Change the decorum
And shag pile the floor in the hall
Crosseyed
Leave me alone, I've got terrible sight
Getting to know you and to love you is so strange
Lash out
Just for the thrill of letting something come out
And my stigmatism blurs from page to page
Okay
Writer(s): Eric Dover, Roger Joseph Manning
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT
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