Doin’ Like a Candidate

Fish nets, bull whips and lush crimson lips mean
I'm no longer at home

Jump through hoops like a candidate and hope
That you yourself'll change your ways for your sake

Yeah whew
La, la, la, la

Scratchy jackets, Indonesian
Busy hands mean bloody fingers

Like

Shirts from places I've never been to and
Distant lovers well don't get closer to me please

Yeah
La, la, la, la
Dah ta dah
La, la, la, la

And it all seems so cruel
And it all seems so cruel
It all seems so cruel