What The Crows Say by Jason Earls / January 2005 Ask for more rent Fall down into a double heart attack Look at those Purple eyes on the computer screen Then read the dog's last ass Your mid-air nightmare Will rectify Frowning cunnilingus Is upon us Will murder us Screeches for us Like a military python man Oh, Oh "Mercy for the Bible." scold the crows I want to be a bloodsucker So she'll know me So she'll own me With her rectangular features And her big blonde eyelashes To suck on And the heart attacks multiply Like frogmen on the equator of hate. Oh, Oh Here come the black land mines on the hillside The floating corpses in the Atlantic And a woman spiraling into Hell With grey wings Folded up into neutrons And she jolts out a blue atomic bomb Then disappears Gone Oh, Oh "Mercy folds the Bible." scold the crows. -end- |