Candidate (alternate version)
inside every teenage girl there's a fountain.
inside every young pair of pants there's a mountain.
inside every mother's eyes
is tommy tinkrem's bed.
inside every candidate
waits a grateful dead.
i make it a thing
when i'm on my own to relieve myself
.
i make it a thing
when i gazelle on stage to believe in myself
.
i make it a thing
to glance in window panes and look pleased with myself.
yeah.
and pretend i'm walking home.
i took it so bad
i sat in the correction room.
took me a fag
and a kick in the moon.
well i ain't gonna suck no radar wing
because inside this tin is tin
.
would you like to techno-plate
'cause i'm your candidate
.
oh yeah.
it's a matter of life
and the way you walk you've got a brylcream queen
.
it's a matter of tact
in the things you talk that keeps his passport clean
.
a matter of fact
that a cock ain't a cock on a twelve-inch screen
.
so i'll pretend i'm walking home.
you don't have to scream a lot
to keep an age in tune
.
you don't have to scream a lot
to predict monsoons
.
you don't have to paint my contact black
now i've hustled a pair of jeans
.
do i have to give your money back
when i'm the fuhrerling.
i'll make you a deal
i'll say I came from from earth and my tongue is taped.
i'll make you a deal
you can get your kicks on the candidate
.
i'll make you a deal
for your future's sake i'm the candidate
.
let's pretend we're walking home.
uh-ah-huh.
uh-ah-huh.
i'm the candidate.
vote for the candidate.
oh i'm for the candidate.
