I was leaping like the lizards
in and out of asylum, so
they took away my scissors.
I'm hiding from the shivers.
Reading Hesse I was diving in the rivers
but I never was a leper.
I was running when the shepard said to get to steppin
I was wearing wolf's skin
chewing on the mutton like it's lamb chop.
Drop down, check yourself
Some fool's deck is left on my shelf.
So.
I was checking through, it's twenty-two.
Nevermind; it's fifty-six,
in time for making parlor tricks
and showing em to you
as I'm speaking to the looking glass
and everyone I'm looking past;
babies in the witch's stew,
I remember sitting in the blackest of the kettles
in the hottest of the waters
with the baddest of the girls,
that's Gretle.
So!
So if your dinner date incinerates
you toss em in the garbage bin with everything a sinner hates
like little golden calves.
You gots to rip em limb from limb!
It gets
real dim real quick when
it's unexpected.
You never stay protected
You just elected a skeleton for all of us
and I don't trust a single one of you
and never have.
So!
My arms are open when the dead comes broken-hearted.
My lips parted for the breadcrumbs,
suckling the charred fingertips
of sweet Gretle.
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It's whatever you say.
You turn the other cheek. You look the other way
It's whatever you say.
You turn the other cheek. You look the other way
It's whatever you say.
You turn the other cheek
I look the other way.