Little Tony

Something something I have already seen
damned the day you began judging my taste
Someday somehow don't see the kitsch
the whole world seemed like a vault
Something like a mind-blowing accident
third-hand plastic inspired
some kitsch like a belly shaking Jesus Crist
on the dashboard of my car.
Little Tony is gone
listening to
"You make me so lonely baby"
Little Tony is gone
listening to
"Love me true, all my dreams fulfill".
Oh fresh air
on my surrogate face.