Of Thanksgiving waves that can cripple
And are warmed by the spit of my kisses
On smooth, hairless Japanese bodies
But I will just graze you like the sun does on grass
In your sockets that bring them together
Of Thanksgiving waves that can cripple
To those far away cities of drug stores and tans
In your sockets that bring them together
Of Thanksgiving waves that can cripple
And are your thighs ever tender? As they swell in my hands
On donuts and milk of Magnesia
If this engine turns over, we’ll tear through the park
On smooth, hairless Japanese bodies
Pick at your flesh like an eagle

And I’ll go back to Texas and try not to think
Leaving video tapes to remember

Pick at your flesh like an eagle
If this war’s ever over, they’ll separate us
And I’ll read you a poem of blue skies and eyes

Of Thanksgiving waves that can cripple