White World
Robert Pollard
Up and over the crust
With the daredevil dust
Oh, this spells "competition"
You know
Wipe my head on the floor
Slam my hand in the door
Do your victory lap and dance as you go
You should come to the show
White World, full-blooded bunch, it's a hunch
Be still, no mention of me
White World, haven't a clue, it's for you
There's no dry-out convention for me
On the spiral, a crutch
Where a champion Duchess leaned seven
White on her screams "go"
With you blazing a trail
She'll collapse into failures
Your dress is as good as go
It's as good as go
