Craig's Brother - Going Blind Lyrics
She's on a beach in Maui her breasts are half uncoveredI try to stop myself from staring at her butt I'm drawn like Dagwood to sleepThe lawn may need mowing but still I can't prevent my thoughtsFrom becoming obscene so I justify, she's only a page in a magazineShe's not real, she doesn't feel.Eyes pierce her scraps of cloth.Her value is lostCrown of all creation, bane of jealous angelsShe's nothing more to me than food for a fantasyAnd though I know it's a shame, I won't turn awayMy thoughts are so casually lead astrayAnd I know it's not right it feels so uncleanbut she's just a page in a magazineShe's not real, she doesn't feel.Eyes pierce her scraps of cloth. Her value is lost49er, gold prospector.Her body is my claimAs she assumes some cheesy pose, imagination see's no closeAnd I don't even know her nameHer body breaks my minds leash like Gus broke his chain