*beauty queen/horses*
She's a Beauty Queen
my sweet bean bag in the street
take it
down out to the laundry scene
don't know why she's in my hand
can't figure what it is
but I lie again
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I got me some Horses
to ride on
to ride on
they say that your demons
can't go there
so I got me some Horses
to ride on
to ride on
as longs as your army
keeps perfectly still
and maybe I'll find me a sailor
a tailor
and maybe together
we'll make mother well
so I got me some Horses
to ride on
to ride on
as long as your army
keeps perfectly still
you showed me the meadow
and Milkwood
and Silkwood
and you would if I would
but you never would
so I chased down your posies
your pansies in my hosies
then opened my hands
and they were empty then
off with Superfly
sniffing a Sharpie pen
honey it's Bill and Ben
off with Superfly
counting your bees
oh me honey like
one two three
the camera is rolling
it's easy like
one
two
three
and if there is a way to find you
I will find you
but will you find me if Neil
makes me a tree an afro a pharaoh
I can't go
you said so
and threads that are golden
don't break easily
*blood roses*
Blood Roses
Blood Roses
Back on the street now
can't forget the things you never said
on days like these gets me thinking
when chickens get a taste of your meat
chickens get a taste of your meat
you gave him your blood
and your warm little diamond
he likes killing you after you're dead
you think I'm a queer
I think you're a queer
I think you're a queer
Said I think you're a queer
and I shaved every place where you've been
I shaved every place where you been
God knows I know I've thrown away those graces
The Belle of New Orleans tried to show me
once how to tango
wrapped around your feet
wrapped around like good little roses
Blood Roses
Blood Roses
back on the street now
now you've cut out the flute
from the throat of the loon
at least when you cry now
he can't even hear you
when chickens get a taste of your meat
when he suck you deep
sometimes you're nothing but meat
*father lucifer*
Father Lucifer you never looked so sane
you always did prefer the drizzle to the rain
tell me that you're still in love with that Milkmaid
how's the Lizzies
how's your Jesus Christ been hanging
nothings gonna stop me from floating
nothings gonna stop me from floating
he says he reckons I'm a watercolour stain
he says I run and then I run from him
and then i run he didn't see me watching
from the aeroplane he wiped a tear
and then he threw away our appleseed
nothings gonna stop me from floating
everyday's my wedding day
though baby's still in his comatose state
I'll die my own Easter eggs don't go yet
and Beenie lost the sunset but that's OK
does Joe bring flowers to Marilyn's grave
and girls that eat pizza and never gain weight
Father Lucifer you never looked so sane
*professional widow*
slag pit
stag shit
honey bring it close to my lips
yes
don't blow those brains yet
we gotta be big boy
we gotta be big
starfucker just like my Daddy
just like my Daddy selling his baby
just like my Daddy
gonna strike a deal make him feel like a Congressman
it runs in the family
rest your shoulders Peaches and Cream
everywhere a Judas as far as you can see
beautiful angel
calling "we got every rerun of Muhammed Ali"
prism perfect
honey bring it close to your lips
yes
what is termed a landslide of principle
proportion boy it better be big boy
starfucker just like my Daddy
just like my Daddy selling his baby
just like my Daddy
gonna strike a deal make him feel
like a Congressman
it runs in the family
Mother Mary
china white
brown may be sweeter
she will supply
Mother Mary
china white
brown may be sweeter
she will supply
she will supply
she will supply
she will supply
Mother Mary
China white
Let it be let it be let it be
Give me peace love
And a hard cock
*mr. zebra*
hello Mr Zebra
can I have your sweater
cause it's cold cold cold
in my hole hole hole
Ratatouille Strychnine
sometimes she's a friend of mine
with a gigantic whirlpool
that will blow your mind
hello Mr Zebra
ran into some confusion with a Mrs Crocodile
furry mussels marching on
she think's she's Kaiser Wilheim
or a civilised syllabub
to blow your mind
figure it out
she's a goodtime fella
she got a little fund to fight for Moneypenny's rights
figure it out
she's a goodtime fella
too bad the burial was premature she said
and smiled.
*marianne*
tuna
rubber
a little blubber in my Igloo
and I knew you pigtails and all
girl when they fall
and they say Marianne killed herself
and I said not a chance
don't you love the girls ladies babies
old bags who say she was so pretty why
why why why did she crawl down in the old
deep ravine
c'mon pigtail girls and all those sailors
get your bags and hold down won't you just
hold down cause Ed is watching my every sound
I said
they're watching my every sound
the weasel squeaks faster than a seven day week
I said that Timmy and that purple Monkey
are all down
at Bobby's house
making themselves pesters and lesters and jesters and my traitors of kind
and I'm just having thoughts of Marianne
she could outrun the fastest slug
she could
Marianne
quickest girl in the frying pan