Halloween Mary (feat. Frank Black)

You think you look cute In your tin plated suit You don't need a can opener To get through to you The wig hat on your head Keeps your mind thick and straight You're the duchess of "in" That's an honour of gold plate Oo-we, Hallowe'en Mary Rules are just tools For you to use when you feel You're ridin' on a sports broom Actin' like nothin's real Your bell-bottom knees Always keep you in styx?? Even a swami thinks you're wild For an October child, ooo Pretty scary, Hallowe'en Mary With your hypnotic eyes You see through everyone The Sarah wrap bodies Start looking for someplace to run Your pointed red fingernails Keeps time to the tune Your hands hold the earth Your feet's on the moon You're something else Hallowe'en Mary You never give an opinion You and your head up and down You're not lookin' for nothin' It's already been found Your transistor boots Let you know where you're at You're rock 'n' roll singin' acrobat Ooo, drop dead, Hallowe'en Mary You've play every game You've sung every song You know you're always right Everyone else is wrong Your subjects they pray to you Three times a day to you They're building your shrine...