Texty: Must. Androgynous Jesus. Bubblegum Sleaze.

Well, who am I trying to please
With this bubblegum sleaze?
An impostor on the scene
There's only air between my ears
Yes, there is

I like the difference
Lord knows I needed change
A total getaway
From that opaque head state
To run down the avenue
Naked with my friends

Well, it simply turns me on
A bit like Sal with his bongs
I've accepted that I'm screwed
And found a whole new altitude
Let the animals loose

I know I have been a bit
Of a shit to be with
But I can't stop till I'm dead

Well, how far can you go
Before you revile the staid?
Seems an attitude prevails
That's loathe to recognize
The soul is wild deep inside