Unwashed and Somewhat Slightly Dazed (2019 Mix)

Spy, spy, pretty girl, I see you see me through your window

Don't turn your nose up

Well, you can if you need to, you won't be the first or last

It must strain you to look down so far from your father's house

Well, I know what a louse like me in his house could do for you

I'm the cream of the great utopia dream

And you're the gleam in the depths of your banker's spleen

I'm a phallus in pigtails, and there's blood in my nose

And my tissue is rotting where the rats chew my bones

And my eye socket's empty, see nothing but pain

I keep having this brainstorm about twelve times a day

So now you could spend the morning walking with me quite amazed

'Cause I'm unwashed and somewhat slightly dazed

I've got eyes in my backside that see electric tomatoes

On credit card rye bread, there are children in washrooms

Holding hands with a queen and my head's full of murders

Where only killers scream

So now you could spend the morning talking with me quite amazed

And I'm raving mad and somewhat slightly dazed

Now, you run from your window to the porcelain bowl

And you're sick from your ears to the red parquet floor

And the Braque on the wall slides down your front

And eats through your belly, it's very catching

So, now, you should spend the morning

Lying to your father quite amazed

About the strange unwashed and happily slightly dazed