The Ship Song

Come sail your ships around me. And burn your bridges down. We make a little history, baby. Every time you come around. Come loose your dogs upon me. And let your hair hang down.

The Moon Is In The Gutter

The moon is in the gutter. And the stars wash down the sink. I am the king of the blues. I scape the clay off my shoes. And wade down the gutter and the moon.

The Mercy Seat

Into the mercy seat I climb. My head is shaved, my head is wired. And the mercy seat is waiting. And I think my head is burning. Anyway I'm yearning to be done with all this weighing up of truth An.

The Loom Of The Land

It was the dirty end of winter. Along the loom of the land. When I walked with sweet Henry. Hand upon hand. And the wind it bit bitter. For a girl of no means.

The Kindness Of Strangers

They found Mary Bellows cuffed tot he bed. With a rag in her mouth and a bullet in her head. O poor Mary Bellows. She'd grown up hungry, she'd grown up poor.

The Curse Of Millhaven

I live in a town called Millhaven. And it's small and it's mean and it's cold. But if you come around just as the sun goes down. You can watch the whole thing turn to gold.

The Carny

And no-one saw the carny go. And the weeks flew by. Until they moved on the show. Leaving his caravan behind. It was parked out on the south east ridge.

The Good Times Are Over

Is she looking straight at me or is it my imagination. Some kind of illusion or prestidigitation. I cross the room to a standing ovation. A hesitation at my sudden invitation.

Tangerine Speedo

Two-week vacation, Costa Rica see America. Young ladies, oh, eureka! So many there to score-ica. Cruise the ocean bars with some similar type fellows.

Thankful

Ive got no time on my hands. I mean that 2 degree. Not a strangers it was once thought. Thankful all my friends with remorse. You drove your car in the sea.

Tremble

Tremble, tremble, tremble. Tremble, tremble, tremble. . My lips they tremble from this silence. But I'd rather chew on razor blades. Then speak the words I want to say.

Tonight Feels Right

Would it be alright if I was to say to you please stay tonight. We can talk for hours underneath the moon. I'd tell you how I feel if only I could get it right.

Taste Of Tears

Standing on my doorstep in the rain.. Make up running down your face.. You look so good right now.. It's bittersweet that you run to me.. I need you, I bleed you, I would give up breathing for you,.

Tripas De Pepe

Tooth Enamel And Concrete

Pain like you've never felt before. Your face instantly grated and scraped along the sidewalk. Chiseled up, filed down & a concrete crown. . I've got your face to the curb.

To Serve Man

We have arrived. To infest and thrive. Upon billions of lives. With forks and spoons and knives. . Repugnant, yet we'll live on your sustenance. Preserve the living, dispose of the dead and diseased.

The Roadside Dead (detrunked Stumpification Through Roadrash)

Detruncated. Legs forced down into pavement. By hole in flatbed truck. Blatantly painful roadrash device. Shredding limbs when appendages need a trim.

The Ripe Beneath The Rind

Flesh shall flay. Peeled back -- exposing the nutrients of contents of mammal. Nutritious, delicious fruit. . The stratified-squamous: keratinized. Epithelia dissected.

The Regurgitation Of Corpses

One day the earth must vomit. As sewers and cemetaries. Intertwine into one.. The spitting up of the dead-regurgitated!. The fumes of the rot-exhumated!.

The Product Alive

Violently passive consumer vital statistic. A gear in a machine spinning out of control and ever ready to explode. The cemetery will carry on with carrion, turned to ashes.