Empty Heads - D-A-D

Hey, I’m the guy there on the wall and I’m all dismembered parts

Yeah, I got not arms or legs: So go ahead and call me — Art!

I’m a stick of dynamite and I’m smiling with delight

And it’s o.k.

— 'coz, they all stay away when you need them the most

Serving up another dream into everybody’s empty heads

Stirring up another scene into everybody’s empty heads

Whipping up another style into everybody’s empty heads

Hoping that it brings a smile on everybody’s vacant face.

And now I’m floating in the sea.

'Coz I’m the guy that lost his job

Yeah, I lost my arms & legs, so go ahead and call me: Bob!

I’m a stick of dynamite and I’m smiling with delight

And it’s o.k.

— 'coz, they all stay away when you need them the most

Serving up another dream into everybody’s empty heads

Stirring up another scene into everybody’s empty heads

Whipping up another style into everybody’s empty heads

Hoping that it brings a smile on everybody’s vacant face.