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