When Randolph pulls a randomizer
On his bloodline blues
To further his estate
He means to use it
'Cause he's been turning weightless
Since he's paid his breadline dues
He bought that token
And now needs to lose it

This winter it's the split-eyed look
And in the squint of spring
The vogue will be
For chic polarization
Kids spending their allowance
On next season's thing
Because the day-glo packs
Such sweet persuasion

Rumours on the rebound
You can pick up on the news
Item equals totem claims researcher

In his thread-bare outfit
Tearing through the parking lot
Dodging his limbs
That kick like ancient cannon
Toting hardware
Just to shoot his way out of this plot
That holds him to the wheels
That Adam ran on

They say you must assemble
Your ensemble by detail
Or else end up as destitute as Randolph

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