
Don't want to be no patch on no quilt
(Just want to see)
Tear stained stitchin' linkin' memories to guilt
(Just want to see)
Don't want to be no hair on no wall
(Just want to see)
Blood stained note saying 'Fuck you all' I just want to see what kills me....
"The Wreck of the Barbie Ferrari"
Saturday night he comes home stinkin'
Sunday mornin' she wakes up thinkin' and thinkin' and thinkin' and thinkin'
Does she need to get the kids dressed to go to church?
He's pulled a shotgun out of the lurch
He heads for the TV room and starts to search
His problems swollen like a river and his reality's shrinkin'...
He finds them huddled by the toy box and splatters 'em all, The ken and the midge and the skipper doll
They look like a family, but they're really not at all
Well he's sad but he ain't sorry... It ain't the end of the world
It's just the wreck of the Barbie Ferrari