I saw a woman chewing with nothing in her mouth Her teeth were in her hands and her tongue was hanging out Then she started drooling and caught it in
I told them how my wife had fallen into sickness and to calling out her name with questions on her tongue. We had always been so happy that at first I
Now there just is a cow Where once was a calf Now there just is a stare Where once was a laugh Now there just is a bone Where once was a bath Now a tinkery
Mickey the mumbling midget was ten years old today Mickey the mumbling midget somehow ran away Mickey the mumbling midget was not in his cage Mickey
I'm living in vain I'm just watching the rain I wanna get out But I just don't know how I used to have a girlfriend Who gave me a valentine At first it
Their eyes are big and sweet When they eat, I don't know why Why can't I be a cow, anyhow Cows never cry My heart was broken, broken Cows are so open
We're rising as the sun retreats into the trees Thinking of our destination as we start to leave Marching to the sea, we're marching to the sea Marching
They call me Mr. Mysery They laugh and dump, decay on me He let them throw me in a pit Full of angry, spite and spit With wasted flesh and broken bones
What's a woman going to do but throw away her bread Her feet are feeling funny as she lies beneath the bed She reminisces of the pungent Adriatic Sea
Please, please, oh please Won't you help me? Please help me Won't you help me? There's something that I need I once made friends With an other A brother
Everyone comes the to freak show To laugh at the freaks and the geeks Everyone comes the to freak show But nobody laughs when they leave We are only
I still remember that day in December When you pretended to fall on the stairs You said you were scared that the top of your head Was open and bared itself
And so my story winds on down toward an ending that's been found to come whenever all is said and done. I've lived my life and taken chances and if some
I've seen the golden goat He would like to lick my throat I know he's mean and poor And he waits at my door He's too weak to do me harm But he has a
Afterwards, it's like a dream You can't remember but it seems To stay alive inside your mind And prey upon your leisure time It happens in an open spot
I gave you my heart, you tore it apart That wasn't nice to do I gave you my spleen, you called it obscene And then you split it in two I gave you my liver
Semolina Semolina Semolina Loves the seashells At the shore she Loves the seashells She can see the silver Sometimes shining on the sea Reflecting from
Hatred has purity, hatred has size Hatred has purpose and hatred has eyes Hatred has honor and hates to hear lies Hatred has hunger and it never dies