I may not be high fashion

But I'm fetching in faded denim

And sing with a passion

I may not live in a mansion

But I got chat like your Nani

And I fill out my man skin

So I throw my hat in the ring

Worm trap and pass go

It's a thing you chew and chew but never swallow

It's narrow

And shallow

At home I live with a question

But I'm bold as the ocean

When I'm out on a mission

Tension, release and tension

Endless Arkanoid, a life

Devoid of dimension

But six week stretches of

Lecherous glances

Have led much wiser

Ones than me to plunge

Once in the sea of any

Stranger who passes

Oh, it ain't what I need at all

But you said not to call

And in my griеf

It feels like relief

Until tomorrow

No, it ain't what I need at all

It's lеading my clearness on

To move improperly

It's throwing my forces off

I may not be high fashion

But I showered at the Sheraton

My socks are matching

Gum gut gizzards of

The man of the actions

In the club trying to talk over

The music that's blasting

Get your best local dish

Already finished the rations

Ímbiss of the penis

Man, the damage is lasting

You're better for fasting

Yeah, it ain't what I need at all

But you said “Please don’t call”

And in my grief

It feels like relief

Until tomorrow

No, it ain't what I need at all

It's leading my clearness on

To move improperly

It's throwing my forces off

Mile tall wall

Sin Imperial

I may not be high fashion

But I'm disarming in horn rim

And I sing with a passion

I may not be Ted Danson

But feel free to keep drinking

While the tickets are lasting

Born in a tenement

And perish no pension

Under many penny weight

Of my own expansion

*Damn son!*

Is that better than the premise you planned on?

It ain't what I need at all

But you told me not to call

And in my grief

It feels like relief

Until tomorrow

No, it ain't what I need at all

It's leading my clearness on

To move improperly

It's throwing my forces off

I built this wall

Sin Imperial