I won't take the stage straight, understand
That the bird in my chest was dead
Skeletal lamping
Just as long as she brings it home to me
That the sex in my walk was cotton soft
Those with the golden axe have tried to tell me
My body is an earthquake
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, okay
Don't it make you feel good?
Touching for the first time
She ain't my thug no more, ain't no kind of killer
Are you deflating at the question?
I wanna put out so bad
Now that the parachute has opened, well
Skeletal lamping
Metals for my soldiers
The controller sphere
False priest
My mind's making glaciers
And it's still hot
With question marks in my eyes
Let's be like strangers
Tell you what
Under capes with druggy cock dragons
So charged and ready for slaveries
No, not yet, wait
Now that the parachute has opened, well
And your strange name pressed to our lips
And she can break 'em off if she damn well please
But something bad says the kid's probably right
Be careful how you touch me
The controller sphere
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
We arrived at number eleven
It's like, did Shuggie do it yet?
But that's never, never, never
Don't it make you feel good?
Can you touch what I'm saying?
Ready to receive you
But that's never, never, never
