Shiny

by the bumper cars, in the pretty twining light,

i may have gone too far,

i may have gone too much, too long.

i'm a dull and witless boy.

in the after bars, think i was sullied by a dream.

in the killing jar,

you and me at war at arms

all falling in embrace.

tell me why you lied

and what it is you do to keep your eyes all shiny

a tawny gypsy girl

sleeping blanketed by stars

beneath the tilt-a-whirl

where we were coyly caught alone

all fumbling with your blouse

tell me why you lied

and what it is you do to keep your eyes all shiny

and in the rollercoaster din

by the parachutes in saddle shoes you break your shin

but i have never seen two eyes so shiny

and the sullen beery swine

try to tangle you in sullen beery balls of twine

have they ever seen two eyes so shiny?

the boys in denim vests

smoking cigarettes between their bootblack fingertips

sweetly tipsy by the half-light

the light and the half-light

tell me why you lied

and what it is you do to keep your eyes so shiny