oscar wilde
smiled
the anarchist was at work
did you think i was a dork
don't pass the tequila
don't pass the lime
all this time a good time
and i do aim for the stars
if one can reach that far
for i reached for the secret too soon
josefine spooks the moon
buffoon enter your head
she is good as dead
take three left turns
it makes a right
it is night
i fight authority all the time
and genesis is playing in my head
don't tell the shrinks that
i still listen to the dead
and don henley is phat