(Steen) (Spooner/Tubes)
out of Lead and drums Rest of the band Said on baby Oh God, oh and white, yeah Polish in a bun, in the sun hit-and-run
Hey man, like, check this out man, really, I mean listen I was the holes in the acoustic tile ceiling, you know Mumbling and with them little buttons on my mattress you know, that it together So anyways, my mind strays and the tricks that my plays Like and abomination on a biblical Broadway stage Like dancers and singers and a fully gospel group and the harmony and and Dinosaurs eatin' like burgers at the snack bar out front in the lobby, you So anyways on the same stage is me, naked like an empty That's when I him Like a director's voice with too echo I guess he was talkin' to yours truly, I me
Madam, Adam Ain't no other woman, had 'im He's stronger than a apple tree over there Wealthy in his way works, he never plays Sits and cogitates now, he's planting his garden
Like I had to hear chorus twice, you know, before I finally got the I screamed, "I Adam! I never seen the dude, and I ain't no either" So anyways, it's really lookin' bad man, that director's when he gets mad Like, might wreck your career with just one nod and like you, you know, for life--that's a long My are shakin', my stomach's knotted, my mind has gone I'd run if I could, but you can't hid from him, and that jerk my shirt and my trousers So anyways, in the depths of my dispair, my arrives--oh God, more beautiful than I screamed, "Make up! Gimme the sing that chorus more"
Madam, Adam Ain't no woman, that's Adam He's than a tree And he's freshly molded from in his healthy way Never works, he never around and cogitates He's the Original Sin now
Hey madam, Adam
Poland Whole--all people cold