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letra de piping angels - opus kink

i’m walking down the street
you know i mean it
ain’t been to sleep for years
you best believe it
god bless this hernia
and take me by the hand
go find the gory waiter
lying in the sand

i love your sickly light
the way it does unfurl
the way it’s chased me
since i was a little girl

i gape and sprawl about
i leap up to my feet
oh, i hate the pig-dogs
and i take my terror neat
now get out of my eyeline!
i need a straight shot!
oh!
james brown!

a body so designed
to understand the cost
of making hay from
and degrading what i lost
a patch of common ground
a brutal indecision
go tell the teacher on me
how i have been living
it’s neither here nor there
not making any sense
there is no better way
to straddle every fence

long lankin
is thrusting through the night
to let you, babe, to bleed you
and to make you feel alright

now get out of my eyeline!
i need a straight shot!
oh!
last call!

but the talk slurred, as if you couldn’t
not above the din from the gantry
weird and normal and full of football
and when it was, that thin flower
upside down swinging like jesus cut half-loose

the gory waiter explains again
that death is simply the best garnish for life
but isn’t it funny, i say, clever b-st-rd
that in this knife edge of a world
among the carcinogens and lily-gatherers
the motherless piping angels with the blinds
drawn down
there is enough room for you and i
to spend our thumping glory on love
yes! on love!
i’m walking down the street, you know i mean
it!
i’m walking down the street, you know i mean
it!
i’m walking down the street, you know i mean
it!
i’m walking down the street

- opus kink

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