Popafangout

Oh, pop a fang out
She don't know what you're shouting out
Oh, pop a fang out
It's all on your toes, what you're made of

All the silvertone creep
Said it aloud, heard it said
And what it means to me
Will I ever know what you're made of?

I was walking by the pound
Didn't stop to read you aloud
And I chipped my tongue in the mud
Play guitar boy, bring them around

Oh, Pop a fang out
She don't know what you're shouting about
Oh, Pop a fang out
It's all on your toes, what you're made of

You know all color's in the cloud
An ocean liner with the striped pant on
Your face will fade from the crowd
When the clock stricks one
I'll read you aloud

All the silvertone creep
Sludging around on the Puget sound
And what it means to me
Well, I'll never know with your eyes

Oh, Pop a fang out
She don't know what you're shouting out
Oh, Pop a fang out
It's on your toes, 'cause you're made up

Oh, Pop a fang out
She don't know what you're shouting out
Oh, Pop a fang out
It's on your toes, 'cause you're made up