Well, he came home from the war. With a party in his head. And modified Brougham DeVille. And a pair of legs that opened up like butterfly wings. And a mad dog that wouldn't sit still.
Well pale face said. to the eyeball kid. she just goes clank and boom and steam. a halo, wings, horns, and a tail. shovelling coal inside my dreams. there are no laws.
Davenports and kettle drums. and swallow tail coats. table cloths and patent leather shoes. bathing suits and bowling balls. and clarinets and rings. and all this radio really.
We sail tonight for singapore,. we're all as mad as hatters here. i've fallen for a tawny moor,. took off to the land of nod. drank with all the chinamen,.
Well with buck shot eyes and a purple heart. i rolled down the national stroll. and with a big fat paycheck. strapped to my hip sack. and a shore leave wristwatch underneath.
Davenports and kettle drums. And swallow tail coats. Table cloths and patent leather shoes. . Bathing suits and bowling balls. And clarinets and rings.