South of Market in the land of ruin You get all manner of action Tinsel tigers in The Metal Room Stalking satisfaction. They got 'em packaged up for love and money Tattooed tots and chrome spike bunnies Check my conscience at the DMZ And roll on in, gonna roll in it, honey But I get a feeling like when big things collide Like the crack before the thunder, like I really ought to hide And here comes Metal Angel, she looks ready to ride, And What's that she's tryin' to show me? What's that you're tryin' to show me?
[Chorus] Picasso Moon, shattered light Diamond bullets ripping up the night Picasso Moon, liberate me, From the middle of eternity, Something hooks her little finger at me, An' it's bigger than a drive-in movie, Bigger than a drive-in movie
Hangin' ten out on space and time Redefining distance. The next skull on your necklace is mine: Cheap for such assistance I had a job trading bits for pieces We'd make wrinkles, advertise them as creases Please, find my resignation enclosed, Roll with it, roll with it, we gonna roll in it, honey.., Dark Angel, what's botherin' you? So strange, you'll do me all that you do Dark Angel, you're makin' me blue, I guess it doesn't matter, I guess it doesn't matter
Picasso Moon, blinding ball, Spinning fire, the lightning calls Picasso Moon, fall into the sky Rarin' out, I'm gonna testify And stare a shout into that burning eye, Bigger than a drive-in movie, oh my. Bigger than a drive-in movie, oh my.
Strikes morning; the atomic dawn, Scramble back to cover. Quick, pop your mirrored sunglasses on, My little leather-winged lover. I see your face printed on my money, Your blazin' ways really move me, honey! Heart of darkness, Yea yea, Why'm I laughing? This ain't funny Dark Angel, now just don't start.., You'll break my spirit, wreck my heart You must have a license for practisin' that art. I don't presume to imagine. I don't presume to imagine.