(Doctor Davis, telephone please...Doctor Davis, telephone please)
I'd catapult downtown
To see the galleries
And my favorite fiancee
In a lavender gown
But I'm hooked up to a machine
It performs my daily functions
Through a tube in my wien
And today that thing malfunctioned
Like a forest fire
It burnt a hole in me and I perspired
So there ain't gonna be a wedding
No love affair
No art to which none compares
1 | Loving Cup |
2 | Waste |
3 | Bouncing Around The Room |
4 | Bathtub Gin |
5 | Sample In A Jar |
6 | Tweezer |
7 | You Enjoy Myself |
8 | Contact |
9 | Harry Hood |
10 | If I Could |