We could line the walls with perfect paragraphs
Still the exits are best described
Manic regiments and time continuum martyrs
In Abraxas we are all intact
Come on babe and crumble in our canopy cascade
Reading minds in my leisure lay
I could swallow pills 'til I'm pushin' daisies
On a monday, monday
Skirt in with your mother coming down from the rafters
I'm the panic in your pageant praise
Storming the pariah meant to lead in with distaste
All the mockery you set aside
Come on babe and crumble in our canopy cascade
Reading minds in my leisure lay
I could swallow pills 'til I'm pushin' daisies
On a monday, monday
Come on see me darling
I'm a mess in a party dress
I'm addressed to your stark ends
I could swallow pills 'til the morning after
Or next