these dudes don’t do valentines or christmas holly
but greed & gloom & melancholy
sweet drownin’ in their ocean wide
doin’ battle with the darker side

these lads don’ walk in sunny fields fulla pretty flowers
preferrin’ instead discordant showers
caterin’ to every unspoken whim
carin’ not if your visage be evil or grim

‘n they’ll assault you
with a thunderous chord
when they’re around
you can’t be bored
their every word designed
to make one think
but kin someone tell me:
which one’s Pink?

these guys could give a shit ‘bout power or shiny cars
isolated aliens takin’ refuge in their scars
super novas in eternal flight
draggin’ me with them thru their dark, astral night

‘n they assault me
with a thunderous chord
when they’re around
I’m nevah lonely or bored
their every word’s designed
to make me think
but kin someone PUH-LEEZE tell me:
which one’s Pink?

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