Here's father, his heart screwed on Yes, here he's got it I'm sure 'cause he lost his life in an accident Found his heart in the man next door What exactly's gonna happen When they do transplant the brain Will my borrowed brain still compute the same Or will my daughter suffer so much more
Here comes the girl, she's got her head screwed on But it ain't screwed on right Her ambition is to be a prostitute But the breaks just weren't right What exactly's gonna happen, tell me When her father finds out That his virgin daughter has bordello dreams And that he's the one she wants to try out Yeah
There's ma, she's living dangerously It's a cinch she'll try it anything twice She thinks she can run right to the whirlpool's edge And stop herself just in time What exactly's gonna happen When she finally fizzles out The lovers will just be sucked into To see what the colours of death are all about
Here's the son, has his legs a-screwed on Yeah, they're screwed on pretty tight But his brain is loose and it ain't no use He's already lost the fight What exactly's gonna happen When he's finally realized That he can't play his guitar like e.g. jim Or write st. augustine if he tried
That's what happens When a family finds out That they've been in orbit now for a thousand years And need a thousand more to climb out
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