Stash
I'm pulling the pavement from under my nails - I brush past a garden, dependent on whales - The sloping companion I cast down the ash - Yanked on my tunic and dangled my stash - Zipping through the forest with the curdling fleas - To grow with them spindles, the mutant I seize - I capture the dread beast who falls to his knees - And cries to his cohorts, asleep in the trees - Smegma, dogmatagram, fishmarket stew - Police in a corner, gunnin' for you - Appletoast, bedheated, furblanket rat - Laugh when they shoot you, say "Please don't do that" - Control for smilers can't be bought - The solar garlic starts to rot - Was it for this my life I sought? - Maybe so and maybe not (Maybe so and maybe not) [4x] - Was it for this my life I sought? (Maybe so and maybe not) - Control for smilers can't be bought (Maybe so and maybe not) - The solar garlic starts to rot (Maybe so and maybe not) - Was it for this my life I sought? (Maybe so and maybe not) [4x]