I can feel your fingers when I close my eyes. Take your poison love inside. I fall into dreaming. I've been waiting for your touch to bring me home. Sleeping, death will come and lead me out of the sunlight.
Who are You?. Why are you here?. You were not invited. Your methods are unclear.. Why do you interrupt our dinner?. Can't you see that you're in danger?.
My father's in the house and I'm left here out back.. He wants me to do yardwork. But my cat's in the sack.. He tells me to follow him, he thinks that I've been bad..
These coins have heads imprinted on them. And below the heads "E. Pluribus Unim". It's time to wash the Shroud of Turin. It's all crusty and caked with shit from the Charles Mountain.
We got here quick. With help from God. He's not so bad. For that we're glad. He did his part. To help find the foot. That's so very, very, good..
I am so tired of your verbal haranguings. I am not a doormat or a wall hanging. I am an ox. Respected in my community. And I demand impunity. From your verbal haranguings.
I'm being chased by an Ox. I'm out of his sight. But I've got to keep running.. When opportunity knocks. don't put up a fight. Take it.... He's close behind but he'll never catch me.
Well there goes my girl. Into the chapel. Now she's walking down the aisle. And it feels just like a mile. And I shake shake shake like a leaf. And I'm lyin' lyin' lyin' through my teeth.
Here it is. The thugs must have dropped it. How lucky for us. We would have stopped at nothing. To get the box with your foot in it. But luckily we stopped here first.
How can we search for an ox foot in box. When we keep slipping on these Goddamned rocks. Let's use the sacred Shroud of Turin to clean the shit off these rocks.
You can stay at the Charles Mansion. when there is no room at the Inn.. A feast of friends, the Best of Tension. You've lost your virginity again.. Our family welcomes you inside.
She stood at the door with a box full of trash.. She asked me my name so I paid her in cash.. She said she was lonely and I didn't care.. Her face got so big, there was no room for hair..
The government's been overthrown.. The grass out back is overgrown. I've never felt so all alone.. Will I fit in, in my new home?. I've got to do something to save the lawn..
I'm so sorry ox. For the verbal haranguings. From now on my demeanor. Will be ch-ch-ch-anging. "I accept your apology. We are friends again.. And now that we've cleaned the Shroud of Turin,.
Tarla walks down the hall. And when she walks, sometimes she falls.. Tarla makes it whenever she can. And she listens to the flesh in her bag.. Tarla dreams of the day that she will see.
She reflects on the garden. She expects to be tired.. With everything she's done out here. She's really scuffed her jeans.. She's all done now. The yard is nice and clean..
She remembers her childhood. She remembers the Ox. With teddy bears and underwears. and fourteen pairs of jeans. But she's all grown up now. Decisions of her own.
She likes to talk about her dad. and all the different jobs he had. And all the times he turned to her and said. someday you'll be a mother. Mother Fucker.
Let's bring up the family in our own way.. We can make the rules ourselves.. We need no Oxen, sheep or lamb. unless we want them (ham).. We can make the rules ourselves..