My luscious purple blood flows
My mind is all aglow
And i'm starting to feel
Like nothing's real
I'm out of olive oil
And nothings happening it's all so surreal
Nothing's happening its so surreal
Oh i wanna be your poem
I'll be your radiator boy
My luscious purple blood flows
And nothing's happening so it goes
You can play with me just like a toy
I will be your radiator boy