Foamy

To the Rev. Wanted to become something, wanted something for the handlebars Hair like a pumpkin, and a kid at home in a jar Foamy supports us, selling beads and oils in the bars Melts men like candles when she climbs into their cars Eyes like Pharaohs, black and white Foamy's gone on vacation, she's waving us goodbye Foamy's taking the Harley, she's kissing us goodbye Everybody got a postcard; no one could make out a single word Foamy addressed them to the girls out driving herd All the men still come down; rub the mole and kiss her photograph Foamy's not downtown... she's wide open across the plains! Eyes like Pharaohs, black and white Foamy's gone on vacation, she's waving us goodbye Foamy's taking the Harley, she's kissing us goodbye We tried! Eyes like Pharaohs, black and white Foamy's gone on vacation, she's waving us goodbye Foamy's taking the Harley, she's kissing us goodbye