Polyester

I am not a reason to be reasoned in a polyester cloak
 She is always thinking, always waking up in increments of hope
 Don't dare drop it right before it's greater
 I am not your California saviour
 But it's true, I'm not ready for the move
 It's true, I'm not ready for the move
 All about the crocs, the surly strong
 A bastard in a room, twirling his thumbs
 Twirling his thumbs
 Tracing circles in the motel, write the cheque and skip the meal
 Rockets run that's made for fun is bound to end in ordeals
 Don't you feel the energy is potent?
 I am not your selfless wounded rodent
 But it's true, I'm not ready for the move
 It's true, I'm not ready for the move
 All about the crocs, the surly strong
 A bastard in a room, twirling his thumbs
 Twirling his thumbs
 Measure yourself in line
 Against the other simple fines
 The other simple fines
 There is no match in my files
 I'm clumsy and pulling the blind
 Pulling the blind
 But it's true, I'm not ready for the move
 It's true, I'm not ready for the move
 All about the crocs, the surly strong
 The bastard in a room, twirling his thumbs
 Twirling his thumbs
 Twirling his thumbs
 Twirling his thumbs
 Twirling his thumbs