Pretty Girls

Well I don't really know what I've done
But they tell me it's 4:21
And the snakes are all shedding the light
While I stockpile secrets
Alone in my darkness
I'm searching the crowd for a smile
But there are no pretty girls in style
In the 9th grade of Hell where I'm from
There are no pretty girls - how come?
For the State of the Union Address
He'll be dressing himself for the press
They'll be pressing him up to confess
That the state of the union's a mess
And the point is...
He's searching the crowd for a smile
But there are no pretty girls in style
In the 9th grade of Hell where he's from
There are no pretty girls - how come?
There's a man overboard underneath
That don't shut up - oddly enough he can't speak
That's not enough
Melody might spring a leak they can't shut off
A ship slowly sinking at sea, we self destruct
Well they came in the dead of the night
And they looked to be looking to fight
So I challenged the lead to the line
And he broke me like glass
As he passed into presently...
Searching the crowd for a smile
But there are no pretty girls in style
In the 9th grade of Hell where they're from
There are no pretty girls - how come?
Well I'm searching the crowd for a smile
But there are no pretty girls in style
In the 9th grade of Hell where I'm from
There are no pretty girls - how come?