Who’s My Eugene? - Tropical Fuck Storm

Salty foam, your daddy’s most

Classic pin-up of the California coast

I couldn’t trust your heavy stare

The poly-cotton, all circles and squares

You didn’t drown in the water

While the dollars fell like rain

You looked in that blue mirror but

You couldn’t put a toe in

Is it you, ooh, Eugene?

Is it you, ooh, Eugene?

I didn’t know you were part of me

Straight part, ironed crease

Looking out on an empty beach

Cruel stage for a cage

All the colours are pastel and peach

'Cause you didn’t drown in the water

Or in the moron rhyme

Or in the paint that’s flakin' off

The Hollywood sign

Is it you, ooh, Eugene?

Is it you, ooh, Eugene?

I never knew you were part of me

Holding me up, putting me down

Holding you up, putting you down

Holding me up, putting me down

Holding you up, putting you down

Pulling you up, putting you down

Pulling you up

Box of sand, walls of slime

All your ivory in a never-ending line

Signing your name, time went slow

Thinkin' bout how your brother had to go

You didn’t drown in the water

And I know you wanted to

Can you promise me you’ll talk to me

When your name’s read in the news?

Is it you, ooh, Eugene?

Is it you, ooh, Eugene?

I didn’t know you were part of me

Is it you, ooh, Eugene?

Is it you, ooh, Eugene?

I never knew you were part of me

Holding me up, putting me down

Holding you up, putting you down

Holding me up, putting me down

Holding you up, putting you down

Pulling you up

Boot on my neck gives a tight squeeze

What is hiding on the summer breeze?

Shine of salty sweat, who will you be?

Surf Safari or my Eugene?

Boot on my neck gives a release

What is hiding under the dream?

Face on an old LP, who will you be?

God Only Knows or my Eugene?

Boot on my neck gives a tight squeeze

What is hiding on the summer breeze?

Shine of salty sweat, who will you be?

Sailor Sloop John B or my Eugene?