Freak Flag

I'm not a fan of Sinatra
 I busted out the waiting room
 With a glance at the doctor
 They caught me at the ocean
 Holding hands with a lobster
 Other hand full of vodka
 Rubber bands in my pants
 So I can dance in the aqua
 ('Gotta dance' is the mantra)
 Aqua Man is a monster
 Both the cops and the robbers
 Are dropping tabs on the pasta
 So don't eat the tortellini
 It's pork and bean-y
 It needs a little pepper
 And seventy-four zucchinis
 I'm more than peachy
 So you can grab a fork and eat me
 And my organs weekly
 Since I'm becoming bored and sleepy
 (I'd rather be in orbit spinning)
 Uncork the Henny
 Its almost four o' clock
 And I'm ready for Mork and Mindy
 The show is very orphan friendly
 I need the comfort
 To feed the hunger
 Because there's strength and speed and numbers
 (So heed the thunder)
 And watch the lightning cause it's frightening
 And so exciting when you see the light before the striking
 This is for the bums
 Tuberculosis victims with the water on their lungs
 This is for the punks
 This is for the meek
 This is for the geniuses that don't know how to speak
 This is for the lame
 This is for the herbs
 Social lubrication in the handiness of words
 This is for the small
 This is for the weird
 People who know better than to follow what they hear
 This is for your fears
 My poetry is kept
 Where I'm socially inept
 And so the fingernail of small talk
 Is pokin' me to death
 I'm supposed to be an extrovert
 But I've observed
 That I prefer to hide behind having a lack of nerve
 He's sort of an attractive turd
 A taller midget
 But walked with his head tall
 So he got all the digits
 He never had the gall to talk of his appalling visions
 He saw the laws of physics twisted when he closed his eyes
 And so he tried
 To teach himself to vocalize
 What his open mind told him to write in them broken lines
 Unorganized quantum physics
 Language banging leaps
 Awkward angles reached danger
 Sprinkled in his tangled speech
 Son of a preacher man
 Dancing like Peter Pan
 Sucking on a thermometer
 To see where my fever lands
 Should I call the doctor
 Or just dial the reefer man
 Either plan's decent
 I just wish to breathe again