My Life's a Stolen Picture
My life a stolen picture, like some movie on a TV
I'm a fifty gallon drum of ass whooping fiction
I'm a monster truck attraction
A roadside religion
My life's a schizophrenic version
Of a psychedelic vision, hey-hey
Living in the Lost Hills on a sustenance of cheap thrills
He was killed in a dispute over pumpkins
In a sordid revelation, the neighbor told the nation
My life a stolen picture, a movie on a TV
I'm a fifty gallon drum of ass whooping fiction
I'm a monster truck attraction
A roadside religion
My life's a schizophrenic version
of a psychedelic vision, hey-hey
The woods and then the fire, her vision of desire
Was a tin shack with a head high stack of burning tires
They got the plastic guitars, the misdirected stars
The dopey bimbo barflies with the mopey muscle car guys
Between the snow jobs and the blow jobs got no natural defenses
We got the shit we got the fan, hey turn that knob the fun commences
Yeah my life's a stolen picture look at me I'm on your TV
I'm a phony in transmission, let me be your funky DJ hey-hey
Well I don't know. I was just standing there when it came walking out of the woods
You know upright like a man
And it was covered with hair, you like fur, and smelled real bad
Like a skunk or something and I don't know I could be wrong, but I think it was a Sasquatch
I'd swear it was a Sasquatch
I shook hands with that Sasquatch
And that sucker looked me square in the eye and he said
oooh-ah-ah, ooooh-ah-ah, ooooh-ah-ah oooooh
Give us spider web addictions, slap the geek with his afflictions
Let us hack the rope of goodness with the axe of contradictions
Between the glitter and the lies, behind the layers of disguise
The lame have seeing eyes my friends, the blind sail through the skies
Beneath the Alabama Chrome there lies the heresy of Rome
Son, there ain't no highway home so cleave the marrow from the bone
Then from the darkness deep within smell the sweet perfume of sin
As you set the fuse to burn and watch the learning curve a turn
Bending and a torquing and a twerking and a twisting
I'm sending you my love,
My life's a movie like a western
My life a stolen picture, a movie on a TV
I'm a fifty gallon drum of ass whooping fiction!
Hey-hey!
