967 Picasso Moon Weir/Barlow South of Maket in the land of ruin you'll find all manner of action, tinsel tigers in the Metal Room, Stalking satisfaction. They got'em packaged up for love and money tattooed tots, and chrome spike bunnies check my conscience at the DMZ and roll on it, gonna roll in it honey the place is packed, ceiling to floor who's that behind the iron door... jet black and hot to the core? and what is she trying to show me? Picasso moon, shattered light diamond bullets ripping up the night picasso moon, mirrored ball we're just dancin'...ooh, just dancin' in the middle of a mystery. we're just dancin', ooh, just dancin' play me an opera, had enough o' T.V. we're just dancin'...ooh just dancin' bigger than a drive-in movie. Bigger than a drive-in movie to me... hanging ten on space and time, redefining distance. the next skull on your necklace is mine: cheap for such assistance. I see your face printed on my money, you really know how to move me, honey! Beckon me with your thirteenth finger why'm I laughing? this shouldn't be funny... dark angel, what's bothering you? so strange you do me all that you do dark angel, you're making me blue I guess it doesn't matter.... Picasso moon, a yang and a yin melt together when the spinnin begins. Picasso moon, liberated me We're just dancin'..ooh, just dancin' reflected splinters from a shoreless sea. we're just dancin'...oooh, just dancin' life's infinite diversity we're just dancin'...ooh just dancin' dissolving to a ball of energy, dissolving to a ball of energy. Strikes the morning, atomic dawn scramble back to cover. Quick, pop, your mirrored sunglasses on my little leather-winged lover. I had a job tradin' bits for pieces, we'd make wrinkles, advertise them as creases, please find my resignation enclosed, gonna roll with it, roll in, roll on... we'll make a scene on the boulevard. you know between us it shouldn't be too hard what does it mean? can we take it too far? I don't presume to imagine... Picasso moon, fractal flame blazing lace filling every frame Picasso moon, wheels withing wheels We're just dancin'...ooooh, just dancin' don't try to tell me that this ain't real, we're just dancin'...ooh just dancin'. don't want to hear how I oughta feel, I'm gonna dance what the music deals... I"m gonna dance what the music deals . 0