Of Montreal

These guys write the most logically-creative lyrics I can think of without trying. Which is to say I've never thought about the logical creativity of lyrics before. Check out the first chunk of "Gallery Piece":

I wanna be your love
I wanna make you cry
And sweep you off your feet
I wanna hurt your pride
I wanna slap your face
I wanna paint your nails
I wanna make you scream
I wanna braid your hair
I wanna kiss your friends
I wanna make you laugh
I wanna dress the same
I wanna defend you
I wanna squeeze your thighs
I wanna kiss your eyelids
And corrupt your dreams

Some of the stops along the way, as he paints all the aspects of his desire, are pretty outrageous.