New Red Pants
I've got new red pants
Got them from a stranger yeah
I look so attractive
That it could kill you
It could kill me too
I've got scoliosis
I need tylenol
Help me break this fever
Or throw me a curve ball
I'll swing at that curve ball yeah
I've got bad tinnitus
Drives me up the wall
Leave me underwater
I don't want to hear it
I don't want to hear at all
I'm not into romance
I am into blood
Won't you bring them a cup dear
They're gonna let mine
Just like Joan of Arc
I've got tendentious
But God I need my hands
Won't you grant me this one
I'll make a trade with you
You can have my red pants