You'll stretch him out like a saint
Deep dark, deep dark, truthful mirror
On a fiber-glass tumble-weed
A stripping puppet on a liquid stick
They set him up, set him up on the stool
And it's gonna tell you things
But it all shuts down the same
He falls down, he falls down like a drunk
But the canvas that he splattered
That I still love you too much to say
Jesus wept, he felt abandoned
But how do you know he really needs it?
The same eyes, the same lips
Well, it's his story you'll flatter
The same eyes, the same lips
So you bay for the boy in the tiger-skin trunks
Will be the picture that you never paint
Deep dark, deep dark, truthful mirror
'Cos a butterfly feeds on a dead monkey's hand
Deep dark, deep dark, truthful mirror
And butterfly drinks a turtle's tears
Deep dark, deep dark, truthful mirror
And you're never in any doubt
Until you looked the same
Deep dark, deep dark, truthful mirror
Deep dark, deep dark, truthful mirror
The same lie from your tongue trips
Ring to the boots of roustabouts
The ground was iron
The sky was just a purple bruise
The same lie from your tongue trips
Deep dark, deep dark, truthful mirror
And you fell all around the town
Now the flagstone streets where the newspaper shouts
And you drink till you drool
The same lie from your tongue trips
Deep dark, deep dark, truthful mirror
Oh, you chase down the road till your fingers bleed
Gets into it pretty thick
Oh, you can blow around the town
The same eyes, the same lips
There's somethin' happenin' somewhere
Did you ever see her stare like a Persian cat?
You spell-bound baby, there's no doubt in that
