He wants a shoehorn, the kind with teeth
People should get beat up for statin' their beliefs
He wants a shoehorn, the kind with teeth
'Cause he knows there's no such thingHe asks a girl
If they can both sit in a chair
But he doesn't get nervous
She's not really thereHe wants a shoehorn, the kind with teeth
'Cause he knows there's no such thingTour the world
In a heavy metal band
But they run out of gas
The plane can never landHe wants a shoehorn, the kind with teeth
People should get beat up for statin' their beliefs
He wants a shoehorn, the kind with teeth
'Cause he knows there's no such thingWhat's the sense in
Ever thinking about the tomb?
When you're much too busy
Returning to the womb?He wants a shoehorn, the kind with teeth
People should get beat up for statin' their beliefs
He wants a shoehorn, the kind with teeth
'Cause he knows there's no such thing