Album: The Human Menagerie

My Only Vice

Simply Lorraine sings for a while
In a three-octave harmonica style
It¡¯s easy to see her harmony
stabbing at my songs from behind
Trying to stick her cosmic philosopher¡¯s
words into rhymes
Nobody can tell it the same
To her everything¡¯s just like a game
But she¡¯ll make it seem some big machine¡¯s
driving you clean outa your mind
Come on admit it, that¡¯s just the limit,
we¡¯ve travelled from mad to sublime

Oh she¡¯s a lady from a background of pearls
Who¡¯s tormenting and bending my world
My only vice is the fantastic prices I
Charge for being eaten alive¡­So Nina can paint dragons on guitars
She can roll up a Victorian vase,
That gal can sweep, skip,
jump and leap into a room full of clowns,
No one¡¯ll tame her, no one¡¯ll claim her,
¡¯til she¡¯s been at least all around
Doreen is a hunk of a man,
she can wipe every boy from the land
But Lorraine can fly it way outa sight
then bring it on back to the fold
Give me a chance, I want romance,
don¡¯t give me your love quite so cold

Oh she¡¯s a lady from a background of pearls
Who¡¯s tormenting and bending my world
My only vice is the fantastic prices I
Charge for being eaten alive¡­