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letra de kentucky candy - peter grudzien

when they point the twisted fingers and say that i must bow
and thank them all for nothing, for that’s all they will allow
when the pieces of my nerve ends come crawling up your stairs

but you take me in and you place your smile upon my venom eyes
you read me and you know i’m crushed, and i’ll confess
i’ve been out a-cruising for the young and pretty gods

then your fingertips touch mine and i see him in the sky
oh tell me of his garments, are they new and clean and white?
and tell me how he suffered, and take me to your bed

beat upon the pillow ’till it’s fluffed to greet my head

you’re the one who calms the angry sound
you’re the one who bathes my lips in brandy
let me ride upon your back tonight
and fly me to this earth that’s warm and sandy
you’re the one that guides me through the light
you’re the one that feeds me…
kentucky candy

when they crawl upon each other and squeeze out each other’s eyes
because they had no time left to remember what they were
and in unison, they turned to me that i partic-p-te
and i taste the serpent’s tongue, and i freeze in all my fright
can you tell them for me now that theirs is not my fight?
i’m busy building heaven upon a shifting sand

and he walked on water, said, “ye not be turn”
and why is this so hard for them to understand?
that a piece of molten iron never learned

the soul of man will someday have to burn

now they’ve given you a warning and all the world is dead
it’s on the upper level where they’ll unscrew your head
the monkey people have begun to carry things

they’ll roll out an oriental through a corridor that’s dark
and you will see nothing but the purple bulb that shines
and there you’ll meet all your childhood toys
and someone who looks just like you, he’ll strap you to your throne
and with a rusty mallet he’ll beat your every thought
until your mind is drained from all the blows
and then perhaps they’ll give you back your clothes

and you’ll hear them all beneath you, old witches scream and laugh
as they throw disgusting objects into a boiling pot
and you’ll beg your name is not upon their lips

and then you’ll remember jesus, for there’s nothing he can do
you’ll search your mind for prayers that you can’t recall
you should’ve given all of them shoes

just when you think it’s over, friendly lightning then reminds
you are the crawling serpent whose body’s still on flames
so go crawl through the streets now, they’ll all look the other way

for there’s no one there to climb inside your dream

and you’re the one who calms the angry sound
you’re the one who bathes my lips in brandy
let me ride upon your back tonight
and fly me to this earth that’s warm and sandy
you’re the one that guides me through the light
you’re the one who feeds me…
kentucky candy
oh, but now it is the summer, and the sun surrounds the trees
i’ll take you to the town where white houses kiss the sun
and you’ll smell the grass that’s damp beneath your feet

and there’s the friendly farmer with his hair so white and clean
he says that he remembers but he just wants to talk
he’s tending to the things his hands have grown

they’ve taken the old warehouse that stood beneath the town
and now it is a theater, they didn’t tear it down
but most of it has little changed at all

so it’s out to picking mushrooms and then driving in the sun
and it’s off to devil’s hopyard to spar and laugh for fun
and i wished that we might live here, but our money won’t afford

so we pack our things for going home again

- peter grudzien

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