Rainbows In Gasoline

Rainbows in gasoline

Golden and green

Chemical sun setting

Like a hundred million chameleon clouds

We are the dinosaurs now

We're having Freudian slips

Like evening gowns

Taking guilt trips, from town to town

Dressed for excess, wearing cheaper suits

Walking alone, in another man's shoes

Why do we give memories, eyes and teeth

Like taxidermy dreams

Bury them in gardens under the leeks

Let the willows weep

We're having Freudian slips

Like evening gowns

Taking guilt trips, from town to town

Dressed for excess, wearing cheaper suits

Walking alone, in another man's shoes

What will you do, when the moon comes tumbling down?