He wants a shoehorn, the kind with teeth
People should get beat up for statin' their beliefs
He wants a shoehorn, the kind with teeth
'Cause he knows there's no such thing
He asks a girl
If they can both sit in a chair
But he doesn't get nervous
She's not really there
He wants a shoehorn, the kind with teeth
'Cause he knows there's no such thing
Tour the world
In a heavy metal band
But they run out of gas
The plane can never land
He wants a shoehorn, the kind with teeth
People should get beat up for statin' their beliefs
He wants a shoehorn, the kind with teeth
'Cause he knows there's no such thing
What's the sense in
Ever thinking about the tomb?
When you're much too busy
Returning to the womb?
He wants a shoehorn, the kind with teeth
People should get beat up for statin' their beliefs
He wants a shoehorn, the kind with teeth
'Cause he knows there's no such thing