Great White Sharks

Worked at the airport
Washin' dishes for Mid-level politicians
Just shakin' ass in business class
Penny loafers and petty cash
Nothing's changed here
Rich men got richer
Still white picket fences, wandering fingers
And I've known the touch of a hundred men
Hands on my body like hands in the wind

My hands in the wind out the window of your car
I'm dreamin' of bein real fuckin' far from here
Someday I
Someday I know

God's gonna give up the ghost
Just let the fuckin' record play
Dancin' down halls of the clinically insane
Might be the drugs, but you look just like Jesus
And I'm swimmin' out to sea at one of those great white beaches

Before I fall to pieces
Kiss me once like you mean it
Might be the drugs, but you look just like Jesus
And I'm swimmin' out to sea at one of those
Great white beaches

Starin' down the barrel of some damn son of a gun
And I'm scared to death he's just havin' fun
Got a real tight grip on his pearls in my neck
Rollin' up that dope to get as high as my rent
I survived but I wasn't stronger for it
Just broke down and cried at the corner of Beverly and Queen
"Bobby come get me.", "How ya doin' hun?"
Well, they fuckin' tricked me, sold me out to the nuns

God's gonna give up the ghost
Just let the fuckin' record play
Dancin' down halls of the clinically insane
Might be drugs, but you look just like Jesus
And I'm swimmin' out to sea at one of
Those great white beaches
God's gonna give up the ghost
Just let the fuckin' record play
Dancin' down halls of the clinically insane

Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Spinnin' me around in my little pretty gown
Before I fall to pieces
Kiss me once like you mean it

Might be drugs, but you look just like Jesus
And I'm swimmin' out to sea at one of those
Great white beaches

(Just let the fuckin' record play)

(Baby, baby)

(Clinically insane)

Might be drugs, but you look just like Jesus
And I'm swimmin' out to sea at one of those
Great white beaches