Trashman in Furs

Trashman In Furs - The Geraldine Fibbers

Lay down Rosey

It's the blue and the orange time

A water and a twist of lime

I had so much to tell you

I raced through the sky

To touch you for the last time

So much to tell you

I raced through the sky

To whisper a message into your morphine drip

Not a dark boy

A sparkle and a mark boy

Making cake out of trashcan afterthoughts

Death is a spinster

Mortally whacking the funny boys

Till they're not laughing anymore

I had so much to tell you

I raced through the sky

To touch you for the last time

So much to tell you

I raced through the sky

To whisper a message into your morphine drip

Don't cry don't cry don't cry don't cry

I'm havin' fun drivin'

I'm ridin' ridin' ridin'

To a place with no pain

No tears no art

No ears no cars

No need for you to cry for me

Don't cry for me

They're here for me

No need for you to cry

Lay down Rosey

It's the blue and the orange time

A water and a twist of lime

I had so much to tell you

I raced through the sky

To touch you for the last time

So much to tell you

I raced through the sky

To whisper a message

So much to tell you

So much to tell you

I raced through the sky