Lyrics Showalbum - Bauer

Fuzzy Woolworth toy
Always dictating my decisions
Listening to a friend saying
They all have this certain creepy vision
I've been pounding all the shitty streets of Amsterdam
Where days are never over till you're stoned

Worse scenario would be
Jubby and no one on the voicemail
Dehydrated and cold
Someone believes she saw you moving
Best thing would be everyone in corduroy
From playgirl to schoolgirl to you
Worst thing would be me in different homes
The tiny, the better, the best

Sutting until one o'clock
Performing the Weary Euro Tap Dance
Is this the formal note
Stating the gas is really off?
Jumping from a turd to a shepherd dog
Leaving just a fan of six behind
You were seen behind the scenes of the one thousandth show
The draft played funny tricks with your tattoo

To some, the return of prog rock is a hellhole
To some, the return of prog rock's a coming home