Suite: Mother of God

HOWS AND BITCHES

I remember so we'll sing

Of a girl a real beauty

She wanted my golden ring

For me to do my olden duty

a push came to shoving

And me just losing the

Mind that made her love me

How's and bitches

What ugly sorts of words

I could use stitches

If thats what you prefer

Yes my hearts in glitches

certainly does hurt

I ripped out my misses

Now I die in squirts

I took some time off

From all of this insanity

I just took one puff

And now the bitch is mad at me

She kissed a man's old lump

But I have to keep pretending

Somehow I am in the wrong

And in my boots defending

How's and bitches

What ugly sorts of words

I could use stitches

If thats what you prefer

Yes my hearts in glitches

certainly does hurt

I ripped out my misses

Now I die in squirts

Finally a girl to love

Someone with her candor

She speaks like bucks

And whispers little slanders

But my beast has in his looks

I shout he should unhand her

Then he quickly cooks my books

And burns my broken banner

How's and bitches

What ugly sorts of words

I could use stitches

If thats what you prefer

Yes my hearts in glitches

certainly does hurt

I ripped out my misses

Now I die in squirts

Another one down the drain

Another one is mad in making

I thought the world was a plane

Just for my taking

But it was in essence dames

So good at faking

That I would give them my name

Just for their breaking

How's and bitches

What ugly sorts of words

I could use stitches

If thats what you prefer

Yes my hearts in glitches

certainly does hurt

I ripped out my misses

Now I die in squirts

So the kick me when I'm down

And laugh with great pleasure

My innocence is in clouds

Much too high to measure

I went and buried happy nouns

Then lost the pirates treasure

A made a map from my town

But was destroyed for Some leisure

How's and bitches

What ugly sorts of words

I could use stitches

If thats what you prefer

Yes my hearts in glitches

certainly does hurt

I ripped out my misses

Now I die in squirts

Pile on your hatred

It's the only feeling I have left

I will see it as armor

Your words my crown bedeck

Nero Nero spare my life

And take this huge check

Maybe you can take me down king

Start off with a little peck

How's and bitches

What ugly sorts of words

I could use stitches

If thats what you prefer

Yes my hearts in glitches

certainly does hurt

I ripped out my misses

Now I die in squirts

CROSS CONTINENTAL

She came a long way

To be here today

And god fuckin damn

I must say

I praise the devil

For my dismay

I'm so sad she's gone

But that's okay

I got a little picture of my kitten to stay

Me until she's back and we resume our play

I got a cross continental baby

Who looks better than anything

I'm wondering just maybe

If you could be my place

BUNNY BABY

Bunny baby

Hop on me

Make your Easter eggs

Sing sing sing

I need a rub upon

Your foot so lucky

Would it so bad if

You just loved me

I'll grab your ears

Wiggle noses

And I wonder

If you would miss

Please touch me under

My furry chin

I am a wolf babe

And it's a sin

But though we die

We'd do again

Those felt sad love songs

Of saccarine

GERMAN SNOWFLAKE

German snowflake

Fall on me

I'll be the mighty

Evergreen tree

I would start shaking

All my leaves

But I'm afraid

I shed my needs ill

I learned French

But I can refile

The language barrier

My child

I'm a kid on the ground

Soaking in your cool lips

I'm asking mighty god

For some good tips

On how oh lord I would

Get one kiss

German snowflake

Pure bliss

KING OF QUEENS

I'm high

But interested

I want

To be in it

I hope

You will see this

I know

Your a real bliss

King of queens

Sit upon my thrown

Make lonely hours

Not so alone

Come take a shower

In a little home

I'm poor

But I've got time to spare

On you

On running through your hair

And us

Running laughing at the fair

I'm just a jockey baby

Riding on my mare

King of queens

Sit upon my thrown

Make lonely hours

Not so alone

Come take a shower

In a little home

TOUCH

I wanna touch something pure

With my dirty hands

I wanna smack her smooth skin

With rubber bands

I wanna ride my cowgirl

Through the land

I'm finding newer flavors

In what was bland

I'm happily buried in

Your precious sand

CURTAINS

She gave me these red curtains

Reminded me of the stage

That's where I live now

I'll do it for an age

This flowing redness

Comes from my heart

It makes me crazy

It starts my art

I saw a girl that

Looked just like her

cocked my gun good

Showed me the outsider

I'm still alone I

Guess that's the way

I'm just a lonely boy but

I won't give into dismay

I'm an old time sailor

Just an actor in his play

I'm standing hind the curtain

Waiting for them to say

Action now my man

You're needed on set

Some people tell me

I can't turn if that

Part that puts me up

And maybe they are right

Maybe in a loser

Stuck in the night

The clowns are looking

For a way out right?

We'll call on me Bobby

Call to that old highway flight

I'm just serious

Behind a translucent curtain

I'm just a clown

Behind exclusive merchant

They'll pay me all the money in the world

Just to make dance the pretty girls

Once I master my craft they'll put me up

And give my old name a twirl

I'm not sure if I'll ever be certain

But the best place I feel is behind those curtains

That girl I love in my arms

Happy underneath my charms

She'd be fine with us flirtin

And closing up her red curtain