The Ceiling Is Bendin'

[MrCoffee]

Well, it's midnight in a liquor store/In texas on halloween
Salvador dali watches/From his window in a dream
Jesus is a rock star/Who destroys all he sees
Godzilla is a cowboy/Who is dressed up as a queen

She isn't as depressed as she used to be
Come on over here, my dear

Well, I hold my head real still/So I can't see very far
They got all these vietnamese/Heads stuffed into jars
They got all these things/That make them look like they're way in
They use polythene plastics/On their bods instead of skin

If I had someone to talk to/I wouldn't mind so much
But it takes so long to get there/Can't remember where I was
And I wouldn't mind to talk to you/Even if I could
The ceiling is bendin' on my telephone/Everything's gettin' weird
And my skin falls from my bones