If this war's ever over if it ever runs outnMaybe we can think about travelingnTo those far away cities of drug stores and tansnOn smooth, hairless Japanese bodiesnOn smooth, hairless Japanese bodiesnnIf this engine turns over, we'll tear through the parknOn donuts and milk of MagnesianAnd I'll read you a poem of blue skies and eyesnIn your sockets that bring them togethernIn your sockets that bring them togethernnAnd are your thighs ever tendernAs they swell in my handsnAnd are warmed by the spit of my kissesnBut I will just graze you like the sun does on grassnPick at your flesh like an eaglenPick at your flesh like an eaglennIf this war's ever over, they'll separate usnLeaving video tapes to remembernAnd I'll go back to Texas and try not to thinknOf Thanksgiving waves that can cripplenOf Thanksgiving waves that can cripplennOf Thanksgiving waves that can cripplenOf Thanksgiving waves that can cripple