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Cascade Green Fingers Obsession She's a Carnival Circle Melt Painted Bird Cocoon |
oh the air was shining shining like a wedding ring barbed like sex i felt 10,000 volts my chest was full of eels pushing through my usual skin i opened up new wounds pouting, shouting
oh love - like liquid falling falling in cascades oh love-lorn victims laughing laughing in cascades
the sun was rich rich with a song of sin my breath melted my words into strange alphabets tormenting my tongue pouting, shouting
the heartbeats were echoing echoing the revolver emptying into my mouth i pulled a face from my pocket and smiled a leper's grin i felt somebody close pouting, shouting
lyric severin
hibiscus head-in a flower bed a finger hewn-planted and sewn
oh magic in her hands-she could make anything grow magic in her hands - she had green fingers
it's curious where animals don't go mandrake-rooted deep into the soil where the sun won't fall but it flourishes see the pretty maids all in a row
chorus
it's reaching and groping a clammy handshake clawing the ivy crawling the tightrope along the lattice work with this hand i thee wed with this hand i thee bed with this hand i . . .
sioux
do you hear this breath it's an obsessive breath can you feel this beat it's an obsessive heart beat waiting to be joined with its obsession
i close my eyes but i can't sleep the thin membrane can't veil the branded picture of you
the signs and signals show - the traffic lights say go again you baffle me pretending not to see ...me
i broke into your room - i broke down in my room touched your belongings there - and left a lock of my hair another sign for you
you screamed into my face get the hell out of my place another sign for me? can you forgive me? for not understanding your ways
you know sometimes you take it all too far then i remember it's a game between you and me a divine test for us two
it's all in my imagination yes they even say that our mission ...is only my obsession
do you hear this breath it's an oppressive breath suffocating in the poison of your obsession can you feel this beat it's a possessive beat your pulse stops in the claws of your obsession
sioux
in the heart of the night she smiles like mardi-gras spinning in a dizzy haze
her circus head giggles it's a friendly disease catching colours from the air
so with your hands upon the hips of the dancing flesh she's a carnival and when it's lip to lip in a surprise time kiss she's a carnival
mosaic eye, gypsy eye glowing as it dazzles she's a portrait of a poison for you to quench your thirst a portrait of a poison...
severin
pretty girl of 16 has fun and runs crazy ruined girl of 16 now a mother grows lazy next a 16 year old baby like mother grows lazy and her stomach is churning whilst her eyes keep on turning round and around getting no higher from the ground round and around the circle has an empty sound...
father inflicts discipline boy rebels against him he leaves for the big town for love and adventure but the words he first heard unlike his instincts run deeper now boy beats his children if they disobey him and the cat riddled with worms chases his tail round and around...
the endless full circle for the next in line the endless full circle... take the red line, the green line, the silver or blue any line you can think of except for the yellow take a trip with your family and see where they go give them a free ticket it's the best thing to do
and if you wind up on the circle line hell, it's not from lack of options then if you run into the yellow well that's up to you
round and around getting no higher from the ground round and around the circle has an empty sound
the endless full circle for the next in line the endless full circle are you the next in line round and around...
sioux
You are the melting men You are the situation There is no time to breathe And yet one single breath Leads to an insatiable desire Of suicide...in sex
So many blazing orchids Burning in your throat Making you choke Making you sigh Sigh in tiny deaths
So Melt! My lover, melt! She said melt! My lover, melt!
You are the melting men And as you melt You are beheaded Handcuffed (in lace and blood and sperm) Swimming in poison Gasping in the fragrance Sweat carves a screenplay of discipline...and devotion
chorus
Can you see? See into the back of a long, black car Pulling away from the funeral of flowers With my hand between your legs Melting...
severin
on lead poisoned wings you try to sing freak beak shrieks are thrown at your confusing hue the peacock screaming eyes show no mercy no mercy
painted bird it's absurd just a tainted bird hurting their twisted nerve
the flock will make you choke on this sadistic joke and the whippoorwills they make a din in laughing unison you're hitchcock carrion carry on
painted bird it's absurd just a tainted bird hurting their twisted nerve
i hear your sorrow maybe tomorrow you'll lose you sorrow when a fated weather will cleanse away that painted feather and all that sorrow
a coquette in fur purr for the painted bird confound that dowdy flock with a sharp honed nerve because we're painted birds by our own design by our own design there's no more sorrow
have you heard about the painted bird just a tainted bird hunting their twisted nerve
we've lost our sorrow now it's tomorrow no need to hide your feather under a fated weather no more sorrow...
now we're painted birds mocking that twisted nerve
sioux
here in my cot where my cot loves me i'll stay here while in the cotton wool cocoon 'til the chrysalis is ripe 'til the time is right with this feeling of insecurity i have to shrink back inside run and hide back in the cocoon hugging my knees watching my insides the skinned glow worm writhings
lying in blankets i've been here a while tapping out rhythms against the mattress and wall the heat melts the sheets another layer is peeled tapping out rhythms... just my cot, the wallpaper and me i've been here a while tapping out rhythms
still finding charms in the memory of those constrictor arms glowing in the dark in my luminous green a pearl beaded lizard bathed in a gossamer scent with my heat detector lip pit pulling at the newly formed tissue lying in blankets i've been here a while tapping out rhythms ... against the mattress and wall
waiting to loose the bandages waiting for new appendages lying in blankets i've been here a while i've been here too long banging out rhythms listen for other tappings
banging out rhythms back in the cocoon
sioux
