like a song steaming steel ball blues
like a amsterdam whore w/ her heart of fire
like a bluebird singing a song in the breeze
like a stream of cum runnin down your mouth
like some bloody shit on your unholy shoes
like a girl in the forest in a glittery gown
like the monk reading gospel from a stone
like some deadheads who are marching to war
like some truth blurred over loud speakers
like dropping and dropping tumbling over
like over and over tumbling into hell street
like me and me payin for the life i lived
like you know it was your fault too babe
like your fault you yours and yours bitch
