The charismatic fetus that begs to shake your paw
Is now swinging on a cliff by the tip of claw
Erotic for neurotics, waiting for that man
That's already entrapped in fading quicksand
A tale of a man with a skin too thin
With a mundane life, he grew akin
Tin Man, Leaning to the dark
Who's gonna understand, I've been drowning from the start
Shuddered at every being who took a glimpse
Into his eyes, he promptly minced
Wearing skinny blue jeans and a tight black shirt
To cover up my blue balls and a blackened heart
Tin Man, Leaning to the dark
Who's gonna understand, I've been drowning from the start
Wearing skinny blue jeans and a tight black shirt
To cover up my blue balls and a blackened heart
Tin Man, Leaning to the dark
Who's gonna understand, I've been drowning from the start