Going Blind

Going Blind Lyrics

She's on a beach in Maui her breasts are half uncovered
I try to stop myself from staring at her butt I'm drawn like Dagwood to sleep
The lawn may need mowing but still I can't prevent my thoughts
From becoming obscene so I justify, she's only a page in a magazine
She's not real, she doesn't feel.
Eyes pierce her scr*ps of cloth.
Her value is lost

Crown of all creation, bane of jealous angels
She's nothing more to me than food for a fantasy
And though I know it's a shame, I won't turn away
My thoughts are so casually lead astray
And I know it's not right it feels so unclean
But she's just a page in a magazine
She's not real, she doesn't feel.
Eyes pierce her scr*ps of cloth. Her value is lost
49er, gold prospector.
Her body is my claim
As she assumes some cheesy pose, imagination see's no close
And I don't even know her name
Her body breaks my minds leash like Gus broke his chain