Alba s touto skladbou:
No, Virginia...,
Nothing is crueler than children who come from good homes
God will forgive them, I guess, but whose side are you on?
Driving around the old town, I remember it all
Dropping my lunchbox and Tampax all over the hall
And they said...
"You are a socialist* cokehead, we know from your clothes.
"You are a Satanist worshipper, oh, that's evil!
"You think you're poet, a folksinger? Poser, nuh-oh!
A volleyball player? You've got to be kidding us all!"
So we hide from the guns
On a night reconnaissance
Steal flamingos and gnomes
From the dark side of the lawn
No one can stop us
The script is a work of genius
No one has bought the rights yet but
We're not giving up
Every unwanted lawn jockey fits in the script
Directed by Spielberg and starring the masochist club
Mary, you look like hell
You're stuck in that ridiculous shell
Give us some light and God's pure love
We know what you've been dreaming of
Give us some light and God's pure love
We know what you've been dreaming of
Give us some light and God's pure love
We're taking you to Hollywood
[spoken]
Ah!
Hollywood
[end spoken]
And we hide from the guns
On a night reconnaissance
Steal flamingos and gnomes
From the dark side of the lawn
One plays a socialist* cokehead we dress in my clothes
One plays a Satanist worshiper of things evil
One plays a poet who starts up a band of his own
One is a volleyball player with both of wrists...broke!
And we hide from the guns
On a night reconnaissance
Steal flamingos and gnomes
From the dark side of the lawn
And we give them good homes
Give them love they've never known
In the loft, in the barn,
In the town where I was born
In the loft, in the barn,
In the town where I was born
In the loft, in the barn,
In the town where I was born
*(Note: in some live versions, Amanda says "lesbian" instead of "socialist".)
