If you’re only here looking for
random satisfaction
Go run off with the others
gone out looking for some action
And leave me to my tricks & quirks
& strange imagination
I’ve got letters to write to Elvis
corresponding inspiration
Now tilt your head
& say you’re so strange
it’s the standard reaction to me
The last of the curious thieves
And it comes to you
in the middle of the night
When you analyze your mistakes
and how you’ll never get them right
And you swallow all your words
with the bitter taste of regret
If I get up on time tomorrow
I’ll do my best to change it
I walked on down to the
shoreline by the trees
I saw her skipping rocks
she had bruises on her knees
I took one step forward
but then I backed away
she’s the daughter of salvation–
not for me
The last of the curious thieves
If you’re only here looking for
random satisfaction
Go run off with the others
gone out looking for
some action
And leave me to
my tricks & quirks
& strange imagination
I’ve got letters to
write to Elvis
corresponding inspiration
Now tilt your head & say you’re so strange
it’s the standard
reaction to me
The last of the curious thieves

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