the giant swan's got ghosts in his wings.. his guts are stuffed with polaroids, and they're all humiliating.. and when the wine's drunk and the wild cabaret has sung it's last voice,.
(Bullhorn:). "Save the falsetto valentines for the black ice cube toast, for the filth roast.". . (Classified:). You know she looks so clinique,. but when you think she's asleep,.
Verse 1:. Ring out the gong again!. Carve out this hymn in skin!. When the party blacks out again. you're still eating headlines out of the newspaper bin..
These hot machine years burning time across your face. See the smoke stacks rising up like fuck you towers?. My girlfriend sang like a hummingbird today.
(fake fake flowers) (fake funeral). This room is a fluorescent tomb:. It's brazen bulbs mimic death's hyena croon.. He pulls on her wires, she jerks to attention,.
MRS JOHNSTONE. ONLY MINE UNTIL. THE TIME COMES ROUND. TO PAY THE BILL.. THEN I'M AFRAID.. WHAT CAN'T BE PAID. MUST BE RETURNED.. YOU NEVER, EVER LEARN,.
Neon black tanks grope the skyline.. Neon black cocks rot into poison wine.. Neon black flowers on the mass grave.. Neon black corpses, stacked, eclipse the horizon..
She shacked up with the wrong surgeon.. Doctor! Doctor!. Yeah, what have you done?. . She slept beneath a blanket of scalpels,. and woke up with skin, skin like fingernails..
And there's a fire on. the Junk island where. they send their garbage.. Is anybody listening?. . After work we'll watch. the seagulls diving in. and out of the lashing towers of flame..
I just want to join the party,. but the confetti falling is razor sharpened.. I just want to blow out the candles,. but the cake is sprinkled with punctured skulls..
"Alice, where's your tongue?". she said, "look in the encyclopedia's ceaseless chatter.". "Alice, where's your hair?". she said, "look in the sharp of a well-worn butterfly knife.".
murder = white out.. cancer = birth blouse.. mirror = perfect glass spouse.. oil = sex paint.. shower = water saint.. Death decodes the howls from our hands..
Bulimic rainbows vomit what?. Burn Piano Island Burn!. Coconut pupils never shut?. Burn Piano Island Burn!. Jigsaw babies and their bamboo stilts?. Burn Piano Island Burn!.
Mr. Electric Ocean disappears and re-appears like a smiling/snarling phantom.. . Dawn: Wooing the blue from the crawling eyes of babes.. Midday: Vanished. Grinning through the sweat pores of harlots and whores..
MRS JOHNSTONE. OH, BRIGHT NEW DAY,. WE'RE MOVIN' AWAY. . MICKEY. WHY MAM?. . MRS JOHNSTONE. WE'RE STARTIN' ALL OVER AGAIN. . MRS JOHNSTONE. OH. BRIGHT NEW DAY.
stumbling from the alleyway walking a vulture,. or is the vulture walking you?. mumbling for a driver for your toothless limousine,. holding that diamond leash like the sabertooth queen..
Ride! Ride! Ride the crippled horse.. Ride the broken mare.. Ride the jaundice buck.. Ride the dead Pegasus.. . You're so fucked up, you're a fucking mess..
Ambulance X extracts several consultants. from the slow gumming death at the office orifice.. Ambulance Y imprisons the sigh of the recent amputee. and dumps her in the xylophone trees..
let's sling our rain slicks over February's fantastic antlers. sprouting from the foreheads of world famous romancers.. the winter's looming like a bloodthirsty bird of prey..
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