Bazaar

cash only, plastic melts
like wax on a income tax check
and gets wet, I can't cash it
tare it up and trash it
burn it up and ash it
it hurts like acid on my skin
burns like hell, if I sin
extra dose of medicine
take away the aches and pains
I hate snow, I like rain
sometimes I act like
I'm insane, I go against grain
to salvage my brain
I don't like to complain
I would have to, do it all the time
coz, things always go wrong
in my life, like groundhog day
on the 4th of July
let the sparks fly
across the sky
when the show is over
everyone goes home
talking about, where they've been
some had fun
some just wanted a little sun
on their face to bronze their skin
you need some oil
if you're made of tin
count from 1 to 10
then, say that again