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