Catapult

(doctor davis, telephone please...doctor davis, telephone please)

I'd catapult downtown

To see the galleries

And my favorite fiancee

In a lavender gown



But i'm hooked up to a machine

It performs my daily functions

Through a tube in my wien



And today that thing malfunctioned

Like a forest fire

It burnt a hole in me and i perspired



So there ain't gonna be a wedding

No love affair

No art to which none compares










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