Is She Weird (Live from Le Transbordeur, Lyon, France. May 27th, 1991)

I know you're rich in
Good clothes and little things
Your mind is fancy
(and your car is bitchin')

Is she weird
Is she weird, is she white
Is she promised to the night
And her head has no room

Is she weird, is she white
Is she promised to the night
And her head has no room

Is she weird, is she white
Is she promised to the night
And her head has no room
And her head has no room

Your heart is ripshit
Your mouth is everywhere
I'm lyin' in it

Is she weird
Is she over me
Like the stars and the sun
Like the stars and the sun

Is she weird, is she white
Is she promised to the night
And her head has no room

Is she weird, is she white
Is she promised to the night
And her head has no room

Is she weird, is she white
Is she promised to the night
And her head has no room
And her head has no room

No more of this girl crying
I'm here, your big man
You're mine

Is she weird, is she white
Is she promised to the night
And her head has no room

Is she weird, is she white
Is she promised to the night
And her head has no room

Is she weird, is she white
Is she promised to the night
And her head has no room

Is she weird, is she white
Is she promised to the night
And her head has no room

Is she weird, is she white
Is she promised to the night
And her head has no room
Head has no room