I am nothing if not a show horse and I will move to display my wares
and I will move to show you what I've got
Fling my head back fling my head back and buck and kick

Now work it
See me arch my back as I pull my lips in a sneer
As foam spits forth from here As foam spits forth from here

And pelted...and pelted by some others
And you'll send me to the factory when you tire of me
when you no longer love me when you no longer love me

And I will laugh with eyes wide
Now work it
See me flail my tail and toss my head As sweat drips off my neck

Show horse now, more than ever
Use my bones to stick your pages together
A torso, a torso, a twisted torso

Muscular sculpture and nothing more
so I will fling my head back fling my head back and buck and kick