Polyester

I am not a reason to be reasoned in a polyester cloak She is always thinking, always waking up in increments of hope Don't dare drop it right before it's greater I am not your California saviour But it's true, I'm not ready for the move It's true, I'm not ready for the move All about the crocs, the surly strong A bastard in a room, twirling his thumbs Twirling his thumbs Tracing circles in the motel, write the cheque and skip the meal Rockets run that's made for fun is bound to end in ordeals Don't you feel the energy is potent? I am not your selfless wounded rodent But it's true, I'm not ready for the move It's true, I'm not ready for the move All about the crocs, the surly strong A bastard in a room, twirling his thumbs Twirling his thumbs Measure yourself in line Against the other simple fines The other simple fines There is no match in my files I'm clumsy and pulling the blind Pulling the blind But it's true, I'm not ready for the move It's true, I'm not ready for the move All about the crocs, the surly strong The bastard in a room, twirling his thumbs Twirling his thumbs Twirling his thumbs Twirling his thumbs Twirling his thumbs