Painted

So honey smile smile Come on along I'll tell you what to do These young kids are just so volatile They do it like their pappy taught them to He got the sudden urge to get up Stand up Feels good where are we now They all want to do is Procreate syncopate Listen to the words coming out my mouth You've got to drain your head You've got to drain your head You've got to drain your head You've got to drain your head I go out late to see the painted people Disgusted but I still love it what to do I come along they set me on an easel I stand real still so they can paint me too They paint me with no rhythm or reason So nice so ugly as hell I can't tell you what they're thinking Look at the world and show I am You've got to drain your head You've got to drain your head You've got to drain your head You've got to drain your head Oooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, oooh Oooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, oooh Aah, ah-ah, ah-ah, aah Aah, ah-ah, ah-ah, aah Aah, ah-ah, ah-ah, aaaah You've got to drain your head You've got to drain your head You've got to drain your head You've got to drain your head