[...]

Somebody go...

Break all...

[Excerpt from "Matchstick Girl"]

Out of day drugs made for a pretty blonde handicap

She is a chocolate girl between dirty fingers

Still a hole in the wall

As he bent down

The meat releases a mark in curse

That the tongue is the tip of my word

The words are birds and they're circling above

For you who knew everything, you didn't know love

The words are birds and they're circling above

You know everything 'bout love

The words are birds and they're circling above

You know everything 'bout love

The words wear a shroud as they spill in my blood

Shriek with the silence, you didn't know love

[Excerpt from "Out Of A Black Cloud Came A Bird"]

Out of a black cloud came a bird

Insouciant lay down deferred

The taste of you, my fingers heard

Out of a black cloud came a bird

She fingered my hips

With her blonde fingertips

A hangnail set upon a rough terrain

And out of a black cloud came a bird

She came, she came, she came

She came, she came, she came

[Excerpt from "Mynah Metamorphose"]

[...]

[Excerpt from "A Dog Hair In The Weave Of The Wool"]

Don't take the medicine

Is that what you want me to say?

I will take the medicine anyway

[Excerpt from "Dog Song"]

Your dog has been drinking, he's drinking a lot

He's kissing my neck, crying out his damn spot

Your dog says he loves me, but he goes cruising for boys

I know he's listening, but I crawl on the toys

The world said he's selling it, he props up the bar

The redhead's been watching me all night from afar

Your dog said he doesn't know her, doesn't even know her name

But I call this and say and it started to rain

It started to rain

Calling

Nothing more

I want to act wild

(I can't, I never will, I won't, I never will)

I just got used to the taste of your bitter pill

Now god've been nail cut and horribly deep

And it's still not my fault that your dog killed sheep

And for half a year you've been raping my dream

And it's still not my fault that your dog killed sheep

But I hope for your stretch and I can't wear your jeans

Still not my fault that your dog killed sheep

[Excerpt from "My Head" & "Mynah Metamorphose"]

My head is boring a hole in the bed

My head is dead lead, my head is dead

My head is so heavy I want to smash it with a brick

Oh, my head

Oh, my head