Something For Joey

Crash land in an obscene movie And find yourself on an outstretched finger A p/massive heart as a massive hole You see faces that you did not know It's exact their (little?) stinger's intact They're designed (they decide?) to rule (rue?) the day (warmer days?) Their mouths are moving a million miles an hour It's the only way, hey You're seeing illusions (I've seen the legions?) in this house The things we never talk about So place your lips around the (his?) spout And slowly blow yourself away