Pilot to Moth

Watch the sycophant bamboozle you out Of your wits by the gift of gab Steal all your strongest hands Just like skipping stones, swiping down your phone Darling, don't floss your teeth while you speak to me I can't help but feel sorry Blame the caregiver don't blame me Smelly sleeper, chronic disconnector Spending more time searching for things to buy Than wondering why we like The sweet sound of men losing their mind Listen to them carve the pumpkin The tomb of the seeds wide open This is the first holiday I can see the lives before you Form a line right in front of me Is this all poppycock? Shine the light on my flameproof moth Lost in search of the happy end Archetypal bad boyfriend Dance in limbo now let the fun begin Cyclothymic, hypomanic Kiss the sun and cozy up with the Titanic I can feel the Tides are shifting Unearth all the sunken treasure Thank you for the gift of giving It's our pleasure Life is good now living downtown Death is better now heading uptown to say goodbye To the clown, the one who can't be kind Listen to them carve the pumpkin The tomb of the seeds wide open This is the first holiday I can see the lives before you Form a line right in front of me Is this all poppycock? Pilot please climb down to me Cyclothymic, hypomanic Kiss the sun and cozy up with the Titanic I can feel the Tides are shifting Unearth all the sunken treasure Thank you for the gift of giving It's our pleasure