Magazine Lyrics

Little girls in pretty boxes
High tech sweat and younger skin
We were all delicious and smelled of Arpge
I buzzed my killer inBring me the head of Jerry Garcia
Super sex on water skies
Iced decaf and mochaccino
And a hooker by the grinder, pleaseMagazine, know what I mean?
You go on and on and on about stuff I've never seen
Magazine, stuck to my hand
The boys don't ever get it but the girls all understandAngel, waffle, women are weird
Tighten up your tail
Throw her on the linoleum and
Harpoon her like a whaleDad's on drugs, British sex
A rollicking good time
Trust fund kids when men are pigs
Just cook that little swineMagazine, know what I mean?
You go on and on and on about stuff I've never seen
Magazine, stuck to my hand

The boys don't ever get it but the girls all understandMissionary position, politician
Young girls in the world's oldest profession
Beauty, health, fashion, food
And the books and sex and art and newsThe boys don't ever get it but the girls all understandMagazine, know what I mean?
You go on and on and on about stuff I've never seen
Magazine, stuck to my hand
The boys don't ever get it but the girls all understandMagazine
Rip it up and just throw it away
Rip it up and just throw it away
Rip it up and just throw it awayMagazine, still stuck to my hand
The boys don't ever get it but the girls all understand