I am nothing if not a show horse and I will move to display my waresnand I will move to show you what I've gotnFling my head back fling my head back and buck and kicknNow work itnSee me arch my back as I pull my lips in a sneernAs foam spits forth from herenAs foam spits forth from herenA torso, a torso, a twisted torsonMuscular sculpture and nothing morenSo I will fling my head back, fling my head back and buck and kicknAnd peltednAnd pelted, and pelted by some others and..nnAnd pelted, and pelted by some others nAnd you'll send me to the factory when you tire of menWhen you no longer love me, when you no longer love menAnd I will laugh with eyes widenNow work itnSee me flail my tail and toss my headnAs sweat drips off my necknShow horse now, more than evernUse my bones to stick your pages togethernNow work itnA torso, a torso, a twisted torsonMuscular sculpture and nothing morenSo I will fling my head back, fling my head back and buck and kicknAnd I am an animalnTo be fawned over by somenAnd pelted.