Hearsed & Rehearsed

The fruits are rotten and they're making a stink
And you can hear it from the far side of town
Well, everybody's wearing earplugs, baby
But nobody's turning down

Hoisting their sails into the flaccid breeze
Hitchhiking naked on a dead-end street
And I laugh out loud until I get a look down
And see my underwear on top of my feet

Jester, jester, tongue a blister
That's what you get for giving head to transistors
No one can wait to hear your hidden advice
But if you can't think once, you can't think twice
You've got everything we need
To feel complete

Singin', "Ooh, baby, save me
Yeah, well, maybe, maybe"
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Ba-da-da-ba-ba-da-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

I had a fresh idea, it was a sandblasted notion
Like a flower off the top of my head
And when that idea cocoon was gettin' ready to bloom
I was waitin' with my butterfly net

We got together and we gave it a try
The more we flapped its wings, well then, the less it could fly
But we hearsed and rehearsed it five hundred times
Until our fingers were blistered and red

Singin', "Ooh, baby, save me
Yeah, well, maybe, maybe"
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Ba-da-da-ba-ba-da-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

And we hearsed and rehearsed it five hundred times
'Til it was flawless and perfectly dead