High Art, Local News

In a good girl new world, teaming with you, filled to the roof

To make high art, mad love, nightly news

Skip the reviews

They don't want to be known, don't want it read

"It's just something that's floating in somebody's head"

So let me, princess, print this. Let me, princess, print this

In a postcard parkside rendez-vous, teaming with you

To make high art based on walking the dog

Walking through fog

And please skip the reviews, because someone you've met's

Become something exploding in somebody's head

Let me, princess, print this. Let me, princess, print this

It leaves voices in people

In a countdown downtown

Total eclipse, big as the Ritz

You find new signs

No time

Some you could use

Lost in your shoes

But don't skip the reviews, we don't want it said

"It's just something that's floating in somebody's head"

Let me, princess, print this