...without a head he's of no use...
i hit the main line
out of sh** luck
swam in the blood
like a
cheap f*** .
there's an answer
in the forest,
it resounds like
an epileptic chorus.
on the pavement
my proposition
let's get together
we'll go pissing
that's a start for your
automatic heart
i sank the bastards
like a drag queen
sank them in the pus
like a dead dream.
there's no ship
that is sinking
so please take the stabbing
discretely.
the hangman
with his loose noose
without a head
he's of no use
that's a start for your
automatic heart