...And Remember to Tell Them All I Tried My Best

Fiend - intrigue and possess me Take possession of this fragile synthesis Believe - have faith that my uselessness Will sustain me til their eyes are torn away Crawl at their feet, scraping my knees Humbling myself before their rotten piety Jump to my feet, praise them by name Make myself unto them, a devoted charade Once dedicated to life half-full and thirsty for the taste of each morning's dew Do if you're damned by the shake of the snake Lottery balls bounce round shaking up my rib-cage The nauseating feeling of growing older by the minute is Devouring our hours and then coming back for seconds so Time my collapse, synchronize your watches And remember to tell them all I tried my best Stars - guide this depression - alien worshipers unite and dethrone The king - lord of his manor - prim and proper with a mouthful of honeybees Stinging his gums, the sweetest honeyed blood Suckled by a child of sickly pallor This ghost haunts his soul, his sole possession He tries to hide his eyes to behold the end begin Turning for relief in his burial mound His retching misery sets the children ablaze The sound of burning lambs and the smell that they make Pervade this perverse palace where only jesters speak the truth In tangled tongues - strangled love - struggles to breath The approximate arrival of the meta-spiritual cure Will have us bathing lepers in formaldehyde Swearing all the while we told the truth I'm cruising at one hundred and five Porky squeals "pull over" but I couldn't abide I took that fat f*ck for a ride I don't think he'll just let this slide I'm cruising at one hundred and five Porky squeals "pull over" but I couldn't abide I took that fat f*ck for a ride I don't think he'll just let this slide I'm cruising at one hundred and five Porky squeals "pull over" but I couldn't abide I took that fat f*ck for a ride I don't think he'll just let this slide I guess I wasn't thinking at all