The OCD remix
Sergeant Rock leads the Firecracker Brigade
tradin' worn out comics for some Lickumaid
A stack of Woolworth's records, moms know best
Open up the world; here comes the wave before the crest
The wind and snow made it hard to see the path
but I had pocket change, didn't need to do the math
Got two-cent forty-fives at the station, don't you see
The monaural player home waitin' for me
Send the pillow that you dream on
Through my tears, blue velvet you wore
Baby, baby, count on my song
We'll have fun, fun, fun; let our engines roar
Tintarella di Luna, magic color of the moonlight
Whistling Moon Traveler, aimless sparks in the night
Sunshine Superman, a dish towel for a cape
Zigzag Zorro, scheming up a great escape
Then I saw the summer flip-flops tappin'
next to Fender amps, the crackin' snare drum snappin'
Crew-cut kids bangin' out the surf and wind
like the waves washing over her golden skin
A Stella guitar became my six-piece band
Cool Daddy's radio - give that boy a hand
Chasing dreams in the notes and the spaces
Feel the mystery of life's many faces