• Paint me a water-color lullaby
    That's nuclear fusion bright
    Where drag queens and rental things
    Own a weary night

    Where wannabes and worker bees
    Yearn for mother's croon
    Where dope fiends and mannequins
    Sob to lonely Moon--

    Neon moon who hangs above
    Doors opened by the meak,
    Unlocked 25 hours a day,
    And 8 days every week

    Remniscient of childhood dreamscapes
    Is the pulse that never dies
    But beats and eats away at
    The tragic beast that is midnight

    Brother Sax's mournful howl
    Sings true nostalgic sorrow
    Cry long and misery-loud so that
    We forget about tomorrow.