BLOW UP DOLL

Blow Up Doll is a riff my brother, Ryan brought to me with a nugget of a chorus idea about a blow up doll. I ran with it but I wanted it to be a bit left of center. I really thought of the character Dennis Hopper played in the film River's Edge. His blow up doll is treated as a real person with a real name. I imagined someone who lives with his blow up doll and thinks of them as a real person. At the end the perspective changes-'I'M weightless...' I thought it would be interesting that the narrator could be asking am I any more real than this piece of plastic? Whether he is demented enough to get confused or even wishes he was a blow up doll himself is up to the listener. This song is being revisited as part of The Sin City Sinners' Exile On Fremont Street due February 14th.  Good songs never die.

You’re weightless, you’ve never been one to
complain
Your rubber soul and a helium brain
Never alone, bubble wrap, styrofoam
Like the real thing
Plastic but never pretend, my polyurethane
Friend
Never alone, bubble wrap, Styrofoam
Like the real thing
You’re wasted with your cold barbierella eyes
And your silicone implant disguise
Interface cd rom cyberspace Major Tom
Like the real thing
-          Blow up doll won’t you be mine –
I’m wasted I’m always one to complain
My rubber soul and an alien brain
Always alone, bubble wrap, Styrofoam
Like the real thing