Sunday, September 7, 2003

I got the cannibal blues I ate my steak and chopped my noose. I got the baby blues I'm feelin crushed. My bones are achin like a crutch.

cannibal blues
cannibal blues
walk along walk along
the way you sing is coloringme with crayons
the green is like grass ihate watching itgrow it's so slow
wheres thesharpner yourcrayon is dull
the way you sing is coloringme with crayonsthat are unsharpened
give themsome glam colorthem with green grassandbrown sand
make themcrayola and instant likesulking hands

we usedto fly like peterpan
all the children flewwith us and came to never never land
where they nevergrew up and they never had problems
all they had werecoloring books and crayons
and with them they all made pictures of childhoods
they all lived like they should
all the children lived withus up in never never land

but what's this
what's this
we eat
babies
we eat
babies

we eat babies
we eat babies
we eat their crackled bones
we eat their petite cracker toes
we make them wear fancy clothes

we make them grow to grow
the crayons are thrown away in the garbagebasket bin
we make them eat their bones
we eat them and make them eat their own
cannibals thatused to color with crayons
used to make themcrayola and instant likesulking hands

but what's this
what's this
we eat
babies
we eat
babies

we eat babies
we eat babies
we eat their crackled bones
we eat their petite cracker toes
we pickle them in jars with dill and cloves
then we cocoon them in their heads
maggot their arms in seeds
let them fester until they bleed

all you can do you small baby is have the blues
all you can do you grown weed is have the blues
all you can do is walk along walk along
keep singing that song its coloringme with crayons
keep singing that song
and sulkwith me
grabbing my hand

we got the cannibal blues baby you and me
we got cannibal blues we sing for release
keep singing that song its coloring me with crayons
keep singing that song
and sulkwith me


baby bones
at church we worship our lord jesus on the cross
we cup our hands and eat his bread and wine
tasting the mechanics of divinity that is divine
then we all take our black goats and kiss them on the head
we eat the babies until they are dead

baptized little barbarian in his chains
came to the pool at the crucible of the church to pray
brought by mother and father today
brought to be accepted the tribal way
the chrism oil will cover you it is fragrant
you have just been born from your womb to stave
welcome baptized little barbarian in chains
at this church we worship our lord jesus on the cross
don't believe? just read the bible and its marching scribes
the marching of the pigs will eat you up in time

babies have wide eyes and know nothing
they cry at their mothers and fathers when they want
they are selfish and brats they deserve depravation and seclusion
tender hearts and brains are so easily allusioned
so easily pollutioned

we eat babies until they are dead
humping riding we give them life instead
the nature is our answer because lord jesus said
the nature is our answer because god gave us
and for him we bled

the marching of the pigs will eat you up in time
you sweet fragile meticulous chiseled swine
it is too bad that the jaws will hug you and gnaw you bones
too bad you will emerge engorged with fear and dread
they expect you to be dead

we eat babies until they are dead
humping riding we give them life instead
the single cells augmenting skeletal shred
when they grow too big to breathe young and small
we eat them and gnaw until they are dead

the new maggot that emerges has no wings
the new maggot that emerges has no skull
it is bare with its snout and tooth
it is bare with its empty head and alone

jesus will deliver you when you are grown
when you grey and rot to dilapidated drones
then the plastic earth will eat your bones
and through them the single cells
will augment a new skeletal shed
and through them
you will be dead

the marching of the pigs will eat you up in time
you will realize how meaningless it is to survive
and that the best thing there is to do as a human
is to stay alive

my baby bones are achin down the lines
my baby bones are achin all over my eyes
oh catch me from the storms
my baby bones are achin down the lines
my baby bones are achin all over my eyes

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