Great White Sharks

Worked at the airport

Washin' dishes for Mid-level politicians

Just shakin' ass in business class

Penny loafers and petty cash

Nothing's changed here

Rich men got richer

Still white picket fences, wandering fingers

And I've known the touch of a hundred men

Hands on my body like hands in the wind

My hands in the wind out the window of your car

I'm dreamin' of bein real fuckin' far from here

Someday I

Someday I know

God's gonna give up the ghost

Just let the fuckin' record play

Dancin' down halls of the clinically insane

Might be the drugs, but you look just like Jesus

And I'm swimmin' out to sea at one of those great white beaches

Before I fall to pieces

Kiss me once like you mean it

Might be the drugs, but you look just like Jesus

And I'm swimmin' out to sea at one of those

Great white beaches

Starin' down the barrel of some damn son of a gun

And I'm scared to death he's just havin' fun

Got a real tight grip on his pearls in my neck

Rollin' up that dope to get as high as my rent

I survived but I wasn't stronger for it

Just broke down and cried at the corner of Beverly and Queen

"Bobby come get me.", "How ya doin' hun?"

Well, they fuckin' tricked me, sold me out to the nuns

God's gonna give up the ghost

Just let the fuckin' record play

Dancin' down halls of the clinically insane

Might be drugs, but you look just like Jesus

And I'm swimmin' out to sea at one of

Those great white beaches

God's gonna give up the ghost

Just let the fuckin' record play

Dancin' down halls of the clinically insane

Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby

Spinnin' me around in my little pretty gown

Before I fall to pieces

Kiss me once like you mean it

Might be drugs, but you look just like Jesus

And I'm swimmin' out to sea at one of those

Great white beaches

(Just let the fuckin' record play)

(Baby, baby)

(Clinically insane)

Might be drugs, but you look just like Jesus

And I'm swimmin' out to sea at one of those

Great white beaches