| (c) 2004 Aire Celeste
Norell |
Crash
the party line
Smash
the mouth of progress
Eat
it upstream
Pull
it down around your years
Walk
where angels fear tire tread
It's
better than slicing bread
Once
for all
It's
tired but true
The
men that Eve'll do
Undress
me with your lies, she said
It's
a fair battered plate we go
This
shoe shall pass
I
admit you are powerless under alcohol
But
you have the right to refrain from sighing,
The
inhuman right to light Libertines
And
the pursuits of happenstance
Go
invest in men
Because Eve's apple does not fall
far from the tree. |