[Verse 1]
White Moon, White Moon breaks open the tune
Of a deserted cartoon that I wrote
Creature come, creature, creature, my own double-feature
As I'm warmin' the bleachers at home
[Chorus 1]
Well, my nose keeps on bleeding 'cause it's Rita I'm needing
I better call out a meeting of the boys
Of the boys
[Verse 2]
My friends are all dying, and death can't be lying
It's the truth and it don't make a noise
Oh Rita, oh Rita, if you lived in Reseda
I would move you with the beat of a drum
And this picture is proof that although you're aloof
You had the shiniest tooth 'neath the sun
[Chorus 2]
Easy come, easy go, be a star of the show
I'm giving up all I know to get more
To get more
[Verse 3]
Photograph the picture, young grunt pin-up scripture
For the locker-tagged memories of war
A mirage, this garage and the photo montage
And the finger massage from the host
White Moon, White Moon breaks open the tune
Of a deserted cartoon that I wrote
Creature come, creature, creature, my own double-feature
As I'm warmin' the bleachers at home
[Chorus 1]
Well, my nose keeps on bleeding 'cause it's Rita I'm needing
I better call out a meeting of the boys
Of the boys
[Verse 2]
My friends are all dying, and death can't be lying
It's the truth and it don't make a noise
Oh Rita, oh Rita, if you lived in Reseda
I would move you with the beat of a drum
And this picture is proof that although you're aloof
You had the shiniest tooth 'neath the sun
[Chorus 2]
Easy come, easy go, be a star of the show
I'm giving up all I know to get more
To get more
[Verse 3]
Photograph the picture, young grunt pin-up scripture
For the locker-tagged memories of war
A mirage, this garage and the photo montage
And the finger massage from the host
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