Cut-ups

All the crooked bitches that she was"We shoulda dugga deepa one"Until nothing was left, nothing at allExcept the body of SorrowBut all the past still yet to comeBecome a fangStranger than kindnessI unload into his eyesBlood springsDead snowBlue skiesWhy the ceiling still shakes? when a certain mood moves in"Please, pleaseTake me back to my home ground" I made every effort to be good On the screen there's a death,there's a rustle of clothAnd a sickly voice calling There comes a time when you just cannot deliverLa la la la lee StaggerLeeMR Stagger Lee.M is for that which is MINE R is for RENDER unto me, babyIt is your flesh that I wearDark is my nightBut darker is my day yeahI must've been blindOut of my mindInto the mercy seat I climbA lie for a lieAnd a truth for a truthAnd I've got nothing left to loseAnd I'm not afraid to die. And the mercy seat is meltingShall we leave this place now dear?

It ain't too hot but it ain't too cold And there is no sign of rain.

I had a dream.

God was in the house.