So she says she’s done being a lightbulb
Going off and on
I should be careful
Before I see myself as a flourescent
Before I see myself attached somewhere

So I took a knife to my green eyes
Samson’s little hell, I go dead blind
Back of the brain, iron blood lives
Sullen in a high-backed chair

But how many gentlemen does it take to screw you in?
I will put ice in your glass but I will not pour you a drink
Say those hands didn’t belong to any man
You have no idea the predicament we’re in

I read a little book on the origin of man
It put me right to sleep as only those things can
And I had a dream
You were an orangutan
You had emerald flares in both your eyes

But how many gentlemen does it take to screw you in?
I will put ice in your glass but I will not pour you a drink
Say those hands didn’t belong to any man
You have no idea the predicament we’re in


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