Hot Pink, Distorted

It'll take much more than water

To fix my hot pink, distorted face

And more than self-hypnosis

To believe it doesn't taste like gasoline

I was not invited back

Here comes the thunder

There goes the rain

You poor misguided soldier

Ugly daughters show no mercy

In the heat of battle

These brats'll feel no pain

Quick and dirty they take you down

Here comes the thunder

There goes the rain