Unknown Title Lyrics - Pigface

(on Glitch, titled Image of Red Cut in Half; poem about Peter Frampton(Who:)) 

Peter Frampton 

sits alone in his shriveled black home(hole?) 

searching his gruesomely mutated memory for some kind of clue 

as to the whereabouts of his penis 

he sits on baby, i love your way 

and slowly unbuttons his (something) trousers 

Slowly, he pulls down his tattered flares 

and holds a mirror underneath what once was 

bounty, bitch, man (undecipherable) 

(??) the mirror with his heavily inverted resolution 

fifteen years of (penile servitude??) 

between the white (piper and rat heart????) 

and the murderer, it is possible to see 

(? ? ? ?) 

one martyr of an ancient land 

execute this preacher's (???) 

oooh baby, I Love Your Way! 

he touches and he touches, he has nearly won 

with a slightly sinking forefinger 

the man can't get off! 

and searches slowly across this train of thought 

in search of a better hope