I refuse to wear a flowerpot on my head or yellow overalls. They clash with my purple shoes.
I refuse to wear a flowerpot on my head or yellow overalls. They clash with my purple shoes.
My new purple shoes,
Bin' amazin' the people next door
And my rock'n'roll 45's, bin' enragin'
The folks on the lower floor.
I got a way with girls on my block
Try my best be a real individual
And when we go down to Smokies and rock
They line up like it's some kinda ritual.
Chorus:
Oh, give me a good guitar, an' you can say
That my hair's a disgrace
Or, just give me an open car, I'll make
The speed of light outta this place.
I like the good things in life
But most of the best things ain't free
And this same situation, just cuts
Like a knife when you're young,
When you're poor, when you're crazy...
[Queen -- Tenement Funster (Taylor) on Sheer Heart Attack]
They tell us that
We lost our tails
Evolving up
From little snails.
I say it’s all
Just wind in sails.
Are we not men?
We are Devo.
Are we not men?
D-E-V-O.
We’re pinheads all
We are not whole
We’re pinheads all
Jocko Homo
Are we not men?
We are Devo.
Are we not men?
D-E-V-O.
Monkey men all
In business suits
Teachers and critics
All dance the Poot.
Are we not men?
We are Devo.
Are we not men?
D-E-V-O.
- M. Mothersbaugh (before he discovered J.R. "Bob" Dobbs)