Snubnose Jesus

Mommy, come and take a look at me now
I break myself with my favourite swiss friend
Can't you see my name in big, bright lights?
Wow, I wear myself inside out again

I wanna ride the wind, ride the coattails of someone significant
I'll play it to no end, this age of innocence
A poster boy for incels and the whirlwind juveniles

So, love me 'cos I'm passing through
Who wants to be a widow?
Man, it's pointing at you
And all I see
The streets run red

Honey, won't you like to see what I've done?
A woman's scorn reverberates once more
Revolution's never been so much fun
For the underprivileged and the poor

With just two thirty-eights
I'd like to demonstrate what a coup can do for you
Your days no longer spent floating on acquiesce
The voice of youth was born to die, my choice of use for alibis

Love me 'cos I'm passing through
Who wants to be a widow?
Man, it's pointing at you
And all I see
The streets run red

Ah, the streets run red
Hey

I wanna ride the wind, ride the coattails of someone significant
I'll fake it 'till the end, no age of innocence
A poster boy for incels and the whirlwind juveniles

So, love me 'cos I'm passing through
Who wants to be a widow?
Man, it's pointing at you
And all I see
All I see
All I see
The streets run red