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.