Don’t Go Home w/ Your Hard On / Leonard Cohen
My father was a dresser of hair
My mother was a girl you could call on
When you called she was always there [Repeat: x5]
It will only drive you insane
You can’t melt it down in the rain x3
That smile you down to you knees
And the lips that say, Come on, taste us
Approach her, you ape with your tail on
I’m chained to the old masquerade
The lipstick, the shadow, the silicone
Yes I follow my father’s trade
Yes I follow my father’s trade
It will only drive you insane
You can’t shake it (or break it) with your Motown
You can’t melt it down in the rain [Repeats]