inanimational items elude I, and
in-an-emotional-motion I swallow my
motive of quicker location is slammed
my dim chance of skipping this thick world is thin
they call me Dim
i am the Dim Locator,
Dim Locator
LOCO, LOMO, LOCO, LOMO, L`WOW, WOW, WOW
LOCO, LOMO, LOCO, LOMO, L`WOW, WOW, WOW
LOCO, LOMO, LOCO, LOMO, L`WOW, WOW, WOW
LOCO, LOMO, LOCO, LOMO
intriquintomitry treads on my trail
entriggering traps for a gross gang of ghost types
who later are packed in a cast IRON trunk
these things have been known, to get out of their wraps
don`t call me Dim
i am the Dim Locator,
Dim Locator
LOCO, LOMO, LOCO, LOMO, L`WOW, WOW, WOW
LOCO, LOMO, LOCO, LOMO, L`WOW, WOW, WOW
LOCO, LOMO, LOCO, LOMO, L`WOW, WOW, WOW
LOCO, LOMO, LOCO, LOMO, L`WOW, WOW, WOW, WOWWWWWW!
fog fished and filtered is filling my case book, of
friends who fall foul of my files trip and BreakNeck
are stacked in the woodshed for further good use
there`s some certain people who shouldn`t start fires
so call me Dim!
i am the Dim Locator!
Dim Locator!
DON`T CALL ME DIM!
i am the Dim Locator
DON`T CALL ME DIM!
i am the Dim Locator
DON`T CALL ME DIM!