Burton Tucker Marks

Burton Tucker Marks
You push it in and pull it out and then you go
you only pause to dry between your little toes
under the skin, worming about
nothing to keep the vermin out
but tambourines and happy-clappy folk 'n' roll
Ahh...
Nobody wanted you there
the dick swinging balls in the air
we all know you iron your hair
nobody wanted you there
you'll have to go
O.t.s.s., only the strong
it isn't clear whose side you're on
it's just a line, dazed and confused
but since you ask, i'm not even bruised
and we all know which one is me
but who are you?
Ahh...
Nobody wanted you there
you'll have to go
we pulled up the flowers in our hair
and you'll have to cope
(you'll have to cope)
i may be sailing in the dark
the only loner on the ark
but somewhere on your bon voyage you lost your soul.
and now with eyes just like a shark's
you write for burton/tucker/marks
at rainbow's end
our former friend
we told you so.
Nobody wanted you there
you'll have to go
we pulled up the flowers in our hair
and you'll have to cope.