Gullyhead

So sad, vicious, complete So pungent my taste My touch, my tone So weathered, so frayed, so stoned So worthless, so worthless, so worthless So worthless, so worthless So dry, my palms So calm, so dryed out my tongue My trim, my trap So clever, so staged, so high So worthless, so worthless, so worthless So worthless, so worthless So lay me down now under the bridge where the pigeons lay Where the pigeons lay Now pull out your ox, from under your jacket We're veterans babe, we're veterans babe Don't you, please Don't you Complete this prison I've found It's been buried in sand But we're awake, awake And polluting your land Hey! Hey! Oooo, hah! My fingers have not touched your dash Oooo, hah! So lay me down now under the bridge where the pigeons lay Where the pigeons lay Now pull out your ox, from under your jacket We're veterans babe, we're veterans babe So sad, vicious, complete So pungent my taste My touch, my tone So weathered, so frayed, so stoned So worthless, so worthless, so worthless So worthless, so worthless So dry, my palms So calm, so dryed out my tongue My trim, my trap So clever, so staged, so high So worthless, so worthless, so worthless So worthless, so worthless