Tuesday, May 06, 2008

Perforated Into Tiny Fragments


follow you home after every show
perforated into tiny fragments
heavy breathing's your new fan club
a john handcock with the safety off after every show
and how this pedestal fits like a glove
such a pity I built no ladder
for the roots, and above
i'll be hacking off, after every show

(I-N-I-T-I-A-T-I-O-N)
initiation,

There's no restraining order to keep me from you
parting contestants never win

watch you clap your hands by the stage
lend me your ears, just another page
in the book that your friend signed yesterday
when I told you not to bother to holler
the telephone's the one that helped
me wrap - the chord
around - your neck
you know - you're beautiful
when you're dead

initiation,

There's no restraining order to keep me from you
There's no restraing order, keep me from you
Parting contestants never seem to win



Also, This Guy, is the real deal.

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