Maladjusted

The river slides under me like indigo thunder

All my life’s at my back like a tornado

I’m alone, obsessive, possessive, burnt out

If you touch the wrong memory I will scream and I will shout

Get out


I’ll play the maracas to a screaming green parrot

Liquidate money on a pretty boy honey

I’m alone maladjusted adjusted to clout

If you touch the wrong memory I will scream and I will shout

Get out


When you are a deluded dandified aesthete secluded from vices

You just have to pay

I’m alone like a jeweler locked into a jewel

I will miss the champagne pops and the city’s lights

Living today like it’s tomorrow night


I’m alone like a rainbow

You’ll never put out

If you touch the wrong memory I will scream get out

Just get out

If you touch the wrong memory I will scream get out, just get out.