King Missile I'm Open
I'm open, you can enter me You can exit me, you never have to ask I'm open, open my head Cut open my head, take the lid off my head Empty out my head Plunge your hands into my open head Take huge handfuls of head stuff Make mudpies, make a sculpture Make a collage of blood and brains Make sweetbread and invite me to dinner Enter me and exit me I'm open I'm open (Repeat) You never have to ask