Hidden Cameras Follow

And he found me
I gave him some tambourine
He gave me a scream

I washed his dirty underwear
He made me toast
Music filled my mug with Vaseline
I gave him a choke

We could be happy
We could be free
If we don't make-out
Or fall in love

I found music
And he found me
Bleeding from my fingers and knees
Plugged into a drum machine

Nailed to my head a tambourine
And a guitar laced to my waist
Stone cold fever
An internal melody

Guitars make me happy
Drum beats make us all free
Solid as a rock lover
Is the music in me

I found music
And he found me
A balding head-banging pre-teen
So he seduced me in a dream

I kissed his ugly gangly greens
He swallowed my pee

We live to be happy
And pray to be free
But it was soon found out
That my body is brief

I found music
And he found me
He kept me singing
To my dying day

Sing to be happy
Hum to be free
The eternal harmony
Music and me

And he found me
I gave him some tambourine