Whitewash Cannonball lyrics

I heard electric trumpets pop up on a modern girl (I found her flat on her stomach, I found her something blue) I saw her evaporator Curl up in a sugar cube! Three cheers for hypodermic! Three cheers for twenty years! Underneath my box I got a golden cross! I heard elastic trumpets rear up in a modern girl! I saw the knot in her stomach Drop down like a cannonball. I saw her impersonator Curl up in a sea of blue. Three strikes for the hypodermic! Whitewash in a burning sky.