"Citizen Junction" lyrics

She cuts satin in that bad perfume
Showtime is almost here
Teasin' up the people with a strip cartoon
They're laughin' up the sleeve and they snicker [?]
[?] your waitress she can pirouette
Ring the bell and never spill a sip
But she knows what kind of tip she's gonna get
A lot of lose exchanges and very little respect
But when you live in other people's Saturday nights
That's what you must expect

Citizen junction, no satisfaction
You'll meet your maker at the end of a chain letter
If I wear a mask like Mister Mark
The world and his brother won't come knockin' on my door
Knockin' on my door

Broken pieces of the crystal moon
Will blind your eyes of a trustin' fool
They watch your man pretend to sing your tune
Blind fakein' alcohol can be so cruel
Meanwhile back in some secluded spot
He says "Will you please?" And she says "Stop if I ever lose this good thing that I got
I never wanna hear this song you dedicated tonight
'Cause you see I knew that song so long before we met
So it means much less than it might"

Citizen junction, no satisfaction
You'll meet your maker at the end of a chain letter
If I wear a mask like Mister Mark
The world and his brother won't come knockin' on my door
Knockin' on my door
Citizen junction, no satisfaction
You'll meet your maker at the end of a chain letter
If I wear a mask like Mister Mark
The world and his brother won't come knockin' on my door
Knockin' on my door