Getting Surreal

Well everybody knows when
Aw tell me again
Fatten up the pig and baby
Let's pretend
I can see the joke at the
Beginning or the end
Livin' on this ticket
Honey then I'll be your best friend
Alakazap Kalakazusalam
Meet me in the jungle
Where they never give a damn
If your clothes don't fit
Or if your manager's a sham
They never weigh a woman
By the kilo or the gram
If you got to make it baby

Make it real
Get up off your knees and tell me
How do you feel
Nothing untrue
Can ever be revealed
Cover my eyes
This is getting surreal
Well written in the stars
Is a great big lie
That you never get to see
Until the mintue that you die
By the time you get to heaven
You're a whole 'nother guy
So maybe just as well
That you never had a third eye

Little pig little pig
Lock you door
Take the gun from the wall
And even up the score
I don't even know
Who the sun shines for
And I don't believe
What I believe any more
If you got to make it baby

Make it real
Get up off your knees and tell me
How do you feel
Nothing untrue
Can ever be revealed
Cover my eyes
This is getting surreal
Hollywood death smile
Flash me a grin
Laughing gas don't cut it
When you're rotten within

Nothing untrue
Can ever be revealed
Cover my eyes
This is getting surreal
Well this hot dog logic
In a grapefruit time
Flutter your eyelids
And honey you'll be fine
Throw me your sins
And I'll keep 'em with mine
You got a head full of stone
And that's something devine
Get a little head rush

Swollow a fly
Cut off your memories
And hang them out to dry
Was a beautiful noise
When I was tumblin' by
Well I was never here
There was never you or I
If you got to make it baby

Make it real
Get up off your knees and tell me
How do you feel
Nothing untrue
Can ever be revealed
Cover my eyes
This is getting surreal
Hollywood death smile

Flash me a grin
Laughing gas don't cut it
When you're rotten within
Nothing untrue
Can ever be revealed
Cover my eyes
This is getting surreal