The Spine Song

And you're down for the count
You are dancing with men, going 'round and around
And you're scared, and you're sure
That your spine will dissolve, you will fall to the floor

You will take what you need
And the headaches will come, but at least you can breathe
As the smoke fills your lungs
We will wait for the day, we'll rejoice when it comes

On your birthday, you woke up
The snow was on the ground
You opened books and peeked inside
They kissed you on your crown

With pins in your fingers
You held yourself up high
The picture peeled the person
They let themselves divide


You arrive at the place
It is not what you want, but it is what you chase
So you don't have to hold
All of the candles that burn on their own

You will steal all the smells
That cut through your nose and excite all your cells
When it's time to escape
You realize you've waited until it's too late

But your birthday inflated
The bones with which you creak
They stole your shoes and brought you to
The caverns of their teeth

You pleaded, "Oh, kind sir
Please let me say goodbye"
Your soul ripped from your stomach
You gave an awful cry

A cry, a cry, a cry...

And when I have died, will you use my spine
To swing from tree to tree in search of places pleasing to the eye?

And when I have died, will you use my spine
To swing from tree to tree in search of places pleasing to the eye?

And when I have died, will you use my spine
To swing from tree to tree in search of places pleasing to the eye?

I said I'm sorry, dear
I said I'm sorry, dear
But you don't listen
No, you don't listen
You silly little girl