No Mas Lyrics - Crunch - Eureka California

This is one you can take home 

And paint it on your tail fin 

And when your coffee tastes like bathtub gin 

All your thoughts resemble West Berlin 

You'll re-ride 

The Orange Line 

And only insects will hum 

You will slowly come undone 

Like a sweater 

There's no Flying Dutchman to be found 

All ghost ships run aground 

And as you stand out to the coast 

Awash in overtones 

Pampered in plastic 

One day it will end 

All the King's Horses 

And all the King's Men 

Quietly quote 

"Off with his head!" 

Just like Alice 

And this one you'll recognize 

Back when they called it a classic 

Now you're being sent to your room 

Like a naughty boy with a tall glass of antiseptic 

And you'll write 

Amis in rhyme 

And it always comes out the same 

Nobody will remember your name 

Oh I've got a name 

No Mas