Blinky Palermo Lyrics

Colorful cartoons

Are pitiful and tattooed

On the inside of my eyelids

Sombre neon scenes that

Carry on to dreams that

Make me sleepswim to the islands

I awake to a thousand lobsters

Draggin' me down to Davy Jones' locker

Even modern artists cringe when

My lunatic fringe friends

Bust out the rubber chickens

You said that you would be one

But you didn't pay the fee, hon

So you coldly turned and joined the Wiccan

We are two Blinky Palermo paintings

My heart is black, my hair red, and it's raining

I have this little flipbook

I flicker through all day

You are in it, take a look

Witness how you splay

Is that not okay?

I used to go bananas

For Little Annie Fan cuz

She was an object to admire

But now I just want Santa

To bring you to Atlanta

I'll throw my Playboys in the fire

The visual is not for me

Your pretty voice is what I want to see