Pretty Hair (Human Highway)

Your mother helped you move Made your transition smooth Your community was there The youthful faces, pretty hair You were surrounded, by your peers Then one day you saw it You went home and tried to draw it You couldn't get it quite right Its luminescence was so strangely bright Living in a fantasy Of toxicity (toxic-ly) You're rubbing up against the veneer of disease You didn't know, you didn't ask you know that its easy But you don't care you like it that way Being taken by surprise And narrowly narrowly narrowly Avoiding your demise A year later, early one morning You woke up coughing you poor thing Turned on the radio, but it wasn't active There was a blackout, it was radioactive So your mother came to get you Because that's what mothers do Left your neighborhood in pieces Reduced to rubble and debris Driving back to the suburbs in her SUV Watched it on TV In your fathers den of iniquity And you changed the channel When you saw your old friend It was burning pretty hair was melting off your skin