aklfjeooqpwhq0bn[bm u430

Stepford Beatnik Blues

I punch the key into the starteratorBut the car don’t want to goTry to get next to you babyBut I ain't got no alligator mojo
Tastes like where the wind came inEccentric, ain’t you then?If the pigeons walkin’ around don’t stopIts going to make me blow my top again

Well you and me baby, we go to and froLike a Robotic woman, and a beatnik man
Well you and me baby, we swing our arms a lot
Like a Robotic woman, and a giant beatnik man

I wanna make such a postulation To make all them big thinkers cryGot a feeling down in my electric brain
You know it ain't no lie
You and me smell the fine smells of lifeI see the clown go round and roundNo glistening omens of misery
When your mind has left the ground

Well you and me baby, we go to and froLike a Robotic woman, and a groovy beatnik man
Well you and me baby, we swing our arms a lot
Like a Robotic woman, and a smilin’ beatnik man

Shake like the foam that’s blowing off the seaAnd drive my car like a big green chickadee
Trying to get to your next bad self bald-head mamaWithout no dynamo of grizzly drama
It all tastes like where the wind came inEccentric, ain’t you then?I like my mysterious strangers tongue tied
Just like I like my chicken fried

Well you and me baby, we go to and froLike a Robotic woman, and a big old beatnik man
Well you and me baby, we swing our arms a lot
Like a Robotic woman, and a perfect beatnik man