Adam Green - He's the Brat lyrics

He's the brat with the sterilized pitchfork
He's the singer of the Beachwood Sparks
He's a dreamy
Kind-of-cheesy companion piece who
Wants to show me where the healing starts
Beauty is evil, immaculate evil
Don't you think? But, i'm
Lost in the flames of a grand explosion
Stumbling in the neon groves

Ladies flock to the overnight discos
Slamming vodka tonics down their throats
While your older brother's
Company's publicist is
Sliding off his mama's pantyhose
Beauty is evil, immaculate evil
Don't you think? But
I'm mopping up stains from
A blood transfusion
Stumbling in the neon groves

Oh, the pleasures of the morning are simple
But the treasures are the sweetest I've known
Oh, I'm just so excited to
Look through my new
Eyes - the needles are covered with snow
So take me down to the winterland bombshell
Factory you can hear the mermaids groan
On the double-breasted coconut seashell
Half-wrecked bus to Yankee Stadium
Beauty is evil, I like to be evil
Can't you see? But, I'm lost in the flames
Of a grand explosion
Stumbling in the neon groves