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I am the shadow of the wolf
and you are the witch on a pyre
You are the goddess of destruction
and I am the corpse underfoot
I am a ditch by the roadside
and you are an errant tire
I am a mirror in the alley
and you a spirit in the sky
Don’t you think we make a marvelous couple
You and I in the middle of the club dancing all night
Don’t you think we make a good looking couple
You and I in the middle of the club dancing all night
all night
all night long
You are the broken sailor
and I am your lost whale
You are the engrossing ocean
and I’m a dying swimmer
You are a winding labyrinth
I am the cathedral floor
You are the earth itself
and I am the depths of space
Don’t you think we make a marvelous couple
You and I in the middle of the club dancing all night
Don’t you think we make a good looking couple
You and I in the middle of the club dancing all night
all night
all night long
I am war dead lying forsaken
I am people with no home
I am the lonely wanderer
and You are the revolution
Don’t you think we make a good looking couple
You and I in the middle of the club dancing all night
They’ll be writing about us in the paper
You and I squaring off in the middle of the night
all night
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Masterpiece
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I’m makin angels in the dirt with your dress on.
You laugh away just cryin “sick, sick, sick...”
Your shirt is off and I declare it a wonder drug.
I am having fun
are you having fun.
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You crawl and feed like a pig in an orchard.
I’m grabbin fruit like your sick little chum.
You dance a jig in your socks in the back room.
I like it every time your parents are away.
hey hey.
You squirm a little
let your pants hit your ankles.
am I lying close or am I just a shadow play.
I am a roaming goat that you’ll never own.
I am a will o the wisp you chase me all night.
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Yeah I’m lookin at your chin its a masterpiece.
I keep lookin at your chin its a masterpiece.
I’m makin angels in the dirt with your dress on.
You laugh away just cryin “sick, sick, sick...”
Your shirt is off and I declare it a wonder drug
I am having fun
are you having fun.
remote texas ranch, 1930’s
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A New Sawtooth
03:05
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eternal city of mud i hear you calling my name.
from your crusty roofs to the pit of your station.
I’m awash in your crowds. and I’m searching for food.
but if your streets are a jungle then I must be a coward.
your animals bray in the thick summer night.
I hear the fur of your skin. the teeth in your skull.
where your streets collide I am treading the walls.
i’m getting dressed in the late nite. to follow you home.
i’m pasting down my hair. let me hold on now.
brittle moon high above a black frozen pond.
i hear the radio on. it tells me what to say.
bleeding dawn on the pavement, now you’re leading me on.
between the towers of clay, you put your good friend down.
spread it over the city like a sawtooth grin.
flood it deep and wide under a mouthy shine.
you’re all over the pavement you crazy thing.
moving towers of clay and an antique smile.
there’s no cure for appeal
when all you ever do is shine.
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So the Angry Rest
02:54
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one night they put
a magic hole
into the door
that was to lead
under the crooked
shadow wall
within they crept
collecting seeds
and stripped of ore
the dingy shade
they made to look
a worser man
whose tired face
been dead awhile
complained no less
from underground
his pitted soul
did carry on
as the magpie does
“but where were you?
and can’t you tell
I’m buried alive
halfway to hell
but you come and sit
on a little bench
just out of reach.
my twisting arms
would love to hold
your tender skin
and clutch your back
as we descend
my soul inside
screaming up
as we go down
to our angry grave...”
for that they put
a hole deep enough
to bend the minds
of souls they keep
beneath the sod
so the angry rest
and stay asleep.
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