In the back seat of your car she undid her yellow blouse
She did a dance on the rooftop
Then pulled the rainbows black tongue out
She had discotheque at the edge of the wild cliffs
Where the sunset's a postcard hung upwhere the sky is ripped
Where oblivion is passed out drunk again
Where the abyss sings about bliss like it's a pickup line he's telling to an aging whore

Princess Skullface we're in love
Your perfume s mells like bulldozed homes
When we kiss you sweat napalm
Your body's a flaming jungle
We made it throught 2004
Welcome to 2005
Are you gonna slit our throat?
And tell us it's a sexy smile?

So c'mon, dance in the garden of static flowers
So cmon, love in the lace bed filled with land mines...

Princess Skullface your countryside palace looks a bit like a shitty studio apartment with a view of a parking lot.
And the lines around your face look like congested freeways.
And the jewels around your neck are as heavy as a million dollar credit card debt.

Princess Skullface you're a fraud
Your perfume's got me all worked up
Your tits are two toxic balloons
painted up red, white, and blue
We made it through 2004
Welcome to 2005
I love pretty fireworks.
What a precious valentine.