Don't Make Me a Target

[Verse 1] Here come the man from the Star We don't why he go so far Keep on marching along Beating his drum Clubs and sticks and bats and balls For nuclear dicks with their dialect drawls They come from a parking lot town Where nothing lives in the sun [Chorus] Don't make me a target Don't make me a target [Verse 2] When you reach back in his mind Feels like he's breaking the law There's something back there he got That nobody knows He never claimed to say what he says He smells like the inside of closets upstairs The kind where nobody goes [Chorus/Outro] Don't make me a target[x5]