Shovelheads

Draining off the charge-grid Dresssing up the cats Leaning on the Mercy Weights The days go by like that Hosing down the Love Bus That's how I got my start To seal the deal - now I reveal The secrets of the art... So I say: 'Hey Mr Cronenburg Show me inside Hey Mr Cronenburg What you got to hide?' I'm out with the new crew I'm down with the Shovelheads - Solving mysteries at night Down on the riverbed - I'm out with the Shovelheads - the oxen have been bled - And I feel fine. Live at the Boiling Statue My new friends entertain Their furious intensity I cannot quite explain Winding up the rheostat: Hear that sucker whine Do not crank the handle If you cannot do the time I said: 'Hey Mr Carradine you're a friend of mine Spare me all that violence that you peacefully decline I'm lost to a new groove I'm down with the Shovelheads (Being constantly dismayed by what is done and said) I'm out with the ShovelHeads The mall rats have been fed - Not before time Fondling the spectre Strapping on the cape Feeling extra special As I'm peeling off the tape All this new oblivion Really hits the mark I fall asleep and feel the deep Enchantment of the dark And I said 'Hey Liebermann Show me your disguise Hey Mr Liebermann Don't try to be that guy' You're in with with a cool scene You're rocking the Shovelheads You're one of the angels levitating on the needle's head You're with the Shovelheads Give them their daily bread (Cos I got mine) I'm out with the Wild Bunch I'm in with the Shovelheads I got a panoramic view from on my waterbed I'm down with the Shovelheads And I'm a Shovelhead And i feel fine...