Maybe you re never really living till you ve understood what death is
So I touched the human spirit with lyrics some say are breathless
It s that breathlessness that inspired my tired hand
To write these endless epilogues that some call pretentious
Living verse existence surviving, verse thriving in an environment
Vitamin supplements and a government s removal of pensions retirement
Empty out your life savings cause your wife s handing that knife collection
Could have used some type of protection but you sliced through her midsection
Even though the sex was great you want belly thin
Didn t want to ruin the love canal and that s why you went too serried
And everyone s got your own opinion, ask your librarian about the alien
Legal aliens, vegan terrorist and all of the vegetarian activists
Male malchy and alchemists grab a fistful of calculus pals
Who dissed over the lack of apple cum math-or-piss
Build but calluses on the phalluses of Alice and Wonderland-scapers
Put on your happy face, here comes the hand shakers with sand paper gloves
They wanna jerk you off with, to further off quick
Cause I prefer the soft lips of a whore s kiss
I lick my wounds and force my tongue into the opening
Communicating with infections that took residence when I broke my skin
I ve learned their language now my infectious speech gets sickening
But my poetry has become a scab lies just can t help picking
Tickling too many worldly fancies whimpering on my hands and knees
Crawling fast through laundry mats pilfering girlie s panties
Ya heard me? Man please
I ain t take nothing without paying except for school books and blank tapes
Throw in a can-a-pee from a canopy can a pee brain hit me in plain day
Are we game though we came with weak aim
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