I'm not one of those keyboard-playing chicks
Striking out one rhythm and singing another.

I can't go without a full orchestra -- Kentonesque
wailing wowing brassy screaming sailing, not
come on and show me where I'm going –
I'll show you!

Don't you fall asleep thinking
you know what same old spin,
overdeveloped theme I'm throwing out tonight!!!

I won't resist throwing you a cerulean declension
cause I heard it somewhere and it felt so good --
you'll struggle to keep up with the jazz I hear
at 3 am –

you'll never know where to look for me,

I'm the girl you'll never find except in a flattened fifth.

(I'll bet you didn't know that,
did you?)