Clark The bees are bad this year They buzz around my beer Making it hard to appear sincere but I am. The stewardess was there She let down her hair She was putting on airs though she was firmly on land. Cindy Sherman's ears must be burning This fairy tale's turning monstrous. In a cab on Williamson It all came back with a grin While I reached in for 15.50. ‘Neil Young's Greatest Hits' And R.E.M. on ca**ette The soundtrack I won't soon forget to our movie. Cindy Sherman's ears must be burning This fairy tale's turning monstrous.
You share the same qualities as the damsel in distress I wear the same monogrammed handkerchief as Jesus, yeah. Cindy Sherman's ears must be burning This fairy tale's turning monstrous. Yesterday I sat In a Vaughn Road Laundromat Accepting that that is that and washing you away. Cindy Sherman's ears must be burning This fairy tale's turning monstrous. Cindy Sherman's ears must be burning This fairy tale's turning monstrous, monstrous, monstrous. Cindy Sherman's ears must be burning.