The Wig Master - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

You said, "I will build you a bed of cactus

Where you can sleep

When the night is too sharp"

I said, "I will cover you with wax

And light your hair like a wick

On cold nights"

You don't think of me very often these days

But when you do

It's of me looking for you on the ship

Top deck, just calling your name

Coughing up flames

Placing blame on a silhouette that sings in the distance

Did I get caught by some kid?

Missing you by a hair with a slingshot

I did no thing

The plane might be late at takeoff

Has your face frantic printed on the wings

And when this plane crashes into the Atlantic

Will I eat the paint off before it sinks?

Should I master fatе one last time or would that make mе drown faster?

Does it matter? Should I care if I survive? I swear

On a prayer I'll spank your ass 'til you hate the wig master

But put two pillows on your dining room chair

Look, my hair's a dirty mop for you to make it get lost

Or set fire to

All's I need's a chance to pull my clothes off

And snicker "Try harder, dude"

Send me a toy, I'll use it but that's all I can offer you

"Do you want to see my panties?"

Is the last thing you ask me

"I want my ring finger in every teenager I see,"

Is the last thing you hear me say

That's okay, but don't make fun of my night out

That's okay, just don't make fun of my night out