Cu-Cu - Raised On Dry Ice Lyrics

I was born in a mansion
With my hands folded in two
I would crawl to the courtyard
It was the only thing I could do
My parents were lovable gamblers
Drinking liquor after noon
Dressed up as cowboys and indians
Spitting their sorrow at the moon

I was raised on dry ice
Dad put on wigs and mom banged a drum
We muted the TV for Van Halen
Mouthing the words for years to come
In my dreams, I thought we were at war
At the door, a priest and a nun
Came to bathe me for my background
And lift my green eyes to the sun

I was lifted into the new world
With words I never understood
I was the lap dog for the mountain
And I knew I had to leave for good
I found a night school for my wanting
Of knowing how rich men died for tea
The gate was unlocked and I ran soundly
Into the streets of my enemy