jedidiah

jedidiah

five left one right washed up on jedidiah

paperboys got nothing to deliver on

six feet washed up on the shore

they used to dance

but maybe not no more

well i never felt sorry for an oceanographer

bodies making money like a new pornographer

these arms and legs won't make it to you like a five star mummy in a three striped shoe on jedidiah

i need it good i need it cheap

but don't make me beg

i got the brain of a tramp

but can't feel my legs

they moved to the island to escape the race memorized every name

memorized every face

till one day knock knock knock knock on your door you know who's feet these are?

who's not gonna dance no more?