Clean Machine

You've been kickin' on me
 I've been kickin' on you
 You've been kickin' my tree just to suck on the fruit
 Mop up my troubles and you throw the old sad days away
 I've been pickin' your fleas
 You've been pickin' my fleas
 I've been pickin' this guitar underneath your lovin' tree
 Sittin' on this star of ours showin' me a cloud-free galaxy...(because!)
 You're a clean machine
 You sparkle in the sun
 You're a clean machine
 A diamond in the mud... Yeah!
 You're a clean machine
 I been losin' my brain,
 You've been loosenin' my brain
 Slicin' off the sour so the good parts remain
 Handin' me a band-aid perfect for a soul-sized bullet hole
 Down. I've felt that before
 Too flat to bounce back
 I've been shovin' you around and defending your attack
 attackin like a leaky sack of sugar with a sweetness I cant taste
 right cause!)
 You're a clean machine
 You sparkle in the sun
 You're a clean machine
 A diamond in the mud
 You're a clean machine
 You're a clean machine, you're a clean machine, you're a clean machine, yea-ah!
 You're a clean machine, you're a clean machine, you're a clean machine, yea-ah!
 You're a clean machine, you're a clean machine, you're a clean machine, yea-ah!
 Yea-ah!
 Yea-ah!
 Yay-yay-yea-ah-ah!