Acrobatic Tenement

I had a friend who died
For something he really loved
I had a friend who stood
For none of the above
I had a friend whose experience
Was riddled with scars
Who got drunk one night
In the trunk of louie p.'s car
I had a friend who'd love to scare you
As was his affection
And tremble you did
'cause you weren't worthy of his friendship
I had a friend, but now
He's stranded on the mesa street exit
And sometimes i'm jealous
'cause i'm still at the intersection
I had a friend whose heart was too heavy to hold
Yes there's blood on the median
Like a boat without oars

Duct tape the cross on the brown colored box
Single file line on the unpaved road
They tipped their hats, respect for the dead
In juarez, mexico is where they buried my friend

There are no words to express
The loss i feel since you've been away
You made this typical sad song
A physical classroom
Where i learned nothing
Just flashes of your face

It's all a facade and nothing really matters now
He's stranded somewhere on the mesa street exit
And sometimes i'm jealous waiting at the intersection

I had a friend whose heart was too heavy to hold
Yes there's blood on the median like a boat without oars

It's all a facade, and nothing really matters now

Pigeon holed decision making
All my mind's made up
I only colored outside the lines
'cause i got the knack
Stenciled teen initials
That were carved on the roof of my mouth
Only to bark the words of so-and-so
Fuck so-and-so...

I been dancing in the bathroom stalls
Excreting words just for this song
I'm kicking in windows
And it don't make music to me

"please get some medication
Simple. it's simple...
We must die with dignity."

Pallbearer we are and all that
We never get and all my little pushes
Fall on your
Deaf
Ears

Kicking in these windows
Kicking in these windows
It's on the roof of my mouth
I'm gonna bark the words
On the roof of my mouth

Tickling with contusions
Paper bag masks hiding infantile music
No pictures, just words
Are you afraid of our books?
Illiterate cells for the valley of mules

Pregnant with the keys
To your stick shift mood
Can't get yourself ignition
Can't get yourself ignition

Grease-stained parking lot
Embed and loiter bottle tops
Dipped in the secretion
Of your syphilis flirtation

Must we go spell it out?
Roman candle, cradles, teething
Dressed in innuendos

"c" is for contraction
30 minutes apart
Umbilical agendas
In the coup de jat

"c" is for the cul de sac
Tiennamen reverse
Parking all the grandeur
In backseat afterbirth
Grease-stained parking lot
Loiter tops dipped in the secretion

Must we go spell it out for you?

Mao tse tung ferver
In his petty glance
In this cursive dysentery

This time i'm gonna take the collection baby
And with the money in my hand
I'm gonna purchase all the details
Scrub you clean with my soap opera chirping
Walking on tip-toed pickpocket fever
Racing up the scales of your thermometer
Turnbuckle tournicate clotting the moonshine
Clotheslined seizures singing happy valentines
I found feathers in the hit and run nest
Omerttas not a prayer on your rosary beads

When she knocked me over
I looked inside the hearse
Sprouting chauvanistic swine
And written were the words
Poking butter with this knife
Allergic to this concubine
Racing by in a '56 chevy
And we couldn't even pretend
To be alive...

I found feathers in the hit and run nest
Scrub you clean with my soap opera chirping

I'm an incision
The kind that glistens
And not to mention we appeal
When we've healed
I'm an incision, just an incision
I've got polaroid value
In a celluloid way

With twelve hard years of currency
And they trade it all
For the current scene
I'm an incision
The kind that glistens
Polaroid value
Celluloid way

This air condition
Is on intermission
We're burning on the border
Like they said that we would

I'm an incision, just an incision
The kind that glistens
And we appeal when we've healed
Burning on the borders like they said that we would

With twelve hard years of currency
And they trade it all for the current scene
They're partial to the way you speak
Blue tagged, blue tagged and incomplete
Burning on the borders like they said that we would