Getting Through

I don't wanna be your party doll

All flaked out in tinsel town

With a circus mouth shooting all directions

And TV ads that sell erections

I got no clue what they wanna do with you

Well, it's gettin' through, gettin' through to you

Like livin' outside in the misdemeanor

Well, some get lost and some are screamers

And it's easy to tell the great pretenders

They got the broken wings and the flip top fenders

I don't know what I'm gonna do with you

Hey, am I gettin' through, gettin' through to you?

Yeah

I don't wanna be your sufferin' box, yeah

Argue art and untie those knots

Don't wanna be your bad connection

Fit into your reality vision

See, 'cause I got no clue what they wanna do with you, yeah

Well, it's gettin' through, it's gettin' through, gettin' through to you