| What Is Quicksand? |
|---|
| Well right now in Tokyo |
| Only place I am When my blisters are immersed |
| In fresh as fresh tin can |
| I’ve always talked about |
| How the cretins span the world |
| In the time that I’ve known you |
| I’ve yet to have shown you |
| A moron with his snarl unfurled |
| But right back in Tokyo |
| With a tough encircled hand |
| Thousand vultures smokyo |
| Cigareet with a seegar band |
| I’ve never talked about |
| How to carve up Daddy’s boat |
| In the space of a half year |
| We’ve yet to embark my dear |
| To another shallow side of the moat |
