Paralysis a la Mode

[Verse 1]
Tillie Goldberg, when you come to me
In nightmares cripplingly creepy
Guillotines become Shinto Toriis
You keep the story from getting gory
Seems I'm stuck again in a funeral home
The tone is Catholic and depressing
Heard some gunshots, suddenly I've got six new holes in
My already aching, Eucharist-filled abdomen

[Pre-Chorus]
It's just a dream you've fallen into
And though you're riddled with bullets
Any moment, this scene will end...

[Chorus]
You pulled the throttle
Now I'm like a champagne bottle
I'm bubblin' ovеr
I'm the picture of affability
All of a sudden
This cantankеrous curmudgeon's
All smiles and charms
Total strangers throw their arms around me

[Post-Chorus]
And when this dream ends, another one begins
And when this dream ends-

[Verse 2]
Tillie Goldberg, you appear to be
The only person who can see me
Colonel Panic can't attack if I'm hidin' under
Your penumbra
What a pity, antique furniture
Descends like rain upon the city
From my window, saw my child-self
Crushed by a Depression-era bookshelf filled with Union literature

[Pre-Chorus]
It's just a dream you've fallen into
Daytime's crooked reflection ever-bending
Light in your head

[Chorus]
Oh, what a party
Always fashionably tardy
When I make my entrance
People hang on my every sentence
'Cause I'm so becoming
Everyone's a buzzing hummingbird
Drawn to my flower
And with amorous praise they shower me

[Post-Chorus]
And when this dream ends, another one begins
And when this dream ends...

[Outro]
Out on our tandem bike
We take in all of the loveliest sights
These ruins look Etruscan
No, wait, they're Long Islandese
Here beneath our four eyelids
Our bike became a sea-bound mustelid
And into the next dream we dive
Two heads under two bodies left behind