"Plaster Of Paris" lyrics - PIXIES

PIXIES
"Plaster Of Paris"

You look like a praying mantis,
You could say that the bug is man,
Big joke or a small disaster,
Last chance before they give it the plaster,

Paint my picture and I'll paint you,
You're not like others you ain't,
Running down the hill I thought I passed her,
Last chance before they give it the plaster,

I can't dance but I don't wanna bore ya,
Last line from the cephalaphore,
I'll be the son of a son of a son of a bastard,
Last chance before they give it the plaster,

Big joke or a small disaster,
Last chance before they give it the plaster