I think she gets wet from stressing out
Oily and high strung all throughout the day
Like a buttered acoustic I don’t want to play
She’s never satisfied and she’ll never be
Maybe all is wrong with forced simplicity
A gas station clerk? That’s not why she went to college
Oh wait, she never went to college
Pervasively boring all throughout her life
How could one be so lucky to have her as their wife?
Bald middle-aged businessmen on a Boeing triple seven
That’s her idea of getting a little heaven
And if her friends desert her, she’ll take it all in vain
“It’s just another phase”, “they’re going insane”
It’s them, not me
It’s them, not me
It’s them, not me
Summarized
Summarized
“Magnificent Sight”
I saw the accused tied to a post
Silent as wood, standing tall like a tree
Through eviscerated eyes, now truly free
He said, “The beauty of the world I finally see”
As veins exposed to light, let gravity give way
The death throes were so violent, the iron-jettison spray
Even the bemused were choking back their sick
Spectators in the back were covered in the rusty thick
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