kippers
cut my finger on the herring tin
now that's the shape i'm in
how many podunks a ho' thunk she know
i know i'm in trouble
a hair in my mouth
a stick in my eye
i'd rather be raving
and i haven't a clean dish left
haven't a scotch to drink
haven't a clue what to do
get me a shave
buy me a coffee
laugh in my face
laugh in my face
laugh in my
restless and depressed
do you remember cybersex:
"I'm eating minestrone."
I tie no shoelace
I make no amends
my strength is my weakness
my loneliness my friend
I laught at hollow laughter
then find I'm guilty after a day
it's in the way I lose my shit
I so love losing it
now I'm picking up my kippers off the carpet.
instrumentation
voice, guitars - de
