Elevator Song ...Nothing fucks with my death trip like getting on an elevator with a bunch of other people. Everyone's all crowded up against me, touching each other as if they knew each other, as if they'd lived in the womb together. And all these businessmen keep on talking about “what it takes.” And that fat, desperate, sweaty housewife is just gasping for a morphine milkshake. And that five year old child... he keeps licking chocolate syrup from his fingers...And then he grabs my hand. He has the audacity to grab my hand, probably thinking I'm his father. But I'm not his father! I would NEVER subject myself to child rearing! I just wanna get to the top of Trump Tower, here, and maybe meet my inevitable death. nobody minds weight capacity guidelines on elevators in New York anymore 'cause everybody has a secret cluster fuck wish but I, for one, am done with all them pointless humanity trips some body just touched me but I don't wanna feel too close to humanity humans are clusters of genital thrusters but I am not part of this animal body uh, please don't touch me I am not a part of this... at all... and on the very top story floors are tiled with bodies pulsing and breathing and blocking my way out pulsing and breathing and blocking my way out oh sweet fucking Jesus I hope no one gets out of bed tomorrow maybe I should just grow a pair you know, turn the tables around maybe watch THEM die instead

walking down the alley where you once slept in your dewy tents with your sewer pets wanting to smell your dank black cap the one that the rain drips on that the rain drips on it drips on and on hoping against hope that you'll come climbing over the dumpster, smiling and honking honking your big red shiny nose honking your bid red shiny nose honking your big red shiny nose come to me, you alleyway clown come to me come back to me come to me come back to me you had spirits, you had stories your blanket's old, but it's okay cause it smells of memories of memories, of memories of memories, of memories come back to me I need some adventure in my life come back to me, you alley way clown I won't find a bit of piece until you're found hovering in ghostly flames above the alley way

there are no virginities in the lost and found there are no virginities in the lost and found so don't drop your unbusted hymen on your way off the school ground school ground so don't drop your unbusted hymen on your way off the school ground school ground you only get one you only get to lose it once I challenge you not to try and play hide and go seek not to try and take a little peek of a teenage girl in the nude or a teenage boy in the nude if only to remember your dead high school lover you and your dead high school lover you used to play hanky panky hank panky hanky panky oh, I miss you baby oh, baby you look so young tonight care for a drink?

well listen up friends today we're gonna talk about meat and fish or anything else with bones, if you wish 'cause humans are here to kill animals and put 'em in their mouths yeah! that's what I'm talking about pork chops and lamb chops and t-bone steak these are the things that I think are great beans and rice will only suffice if they're soaked in pork fat or duck grease no to a meal of grains without a slab of something that once had blood pumping through its veins through its veins through its veins if they didn't want to get fetched up in our greedy hands how come they're so fetching? I saw Lamb Chop the other day totally looking at me suggestively Lamb Chop was totally desperate have you never once been enticed to sink your teeth into the thighs of a three month old piggy... or cow? I don't believe you've never once been just a little bit tempted to indulge in the carnivorous persuasion is this a hobby or is it a habit? I bit the horse's leg and it turned to me and said “if we didn't eat them we would probably eat our children” oh, hi there, Piggy what are you doing tonight? oh me? I'm just having some friends come in from out of town but you should really think about stopping by 'cause the main dish it's going to be a really, really big surprise probably the biggest surprise of your life

she wants a borderline autistic boy with several Christ complexes a bicycle wheel spinning in his solar-plexus a giant penis that shoots petals of wisdom instead of cum-cum (insightful semen that settles in punks and blues all about her room) in bedrooms... in bedrooms she gets the best the best she could ask for she wants a- she want an angel headed su-suppository up inside her modern day love story... love stories make me sick I'll just stick this suppository up inside it and when she finds that kind of guy I'm gonna shove my head so far up her ass and then she can shit me out and my head will roll, roll, roll across the bedroom floor 'cause she made me cry 'cause she made me cry now I wanna now I wanna get pushed out of her she has the worst taste in people it's totally unforgivable