Eulogy Lyrics

Eulogy by Jam Baxter

• Excuse me for intruding in your piece of hell
• I want to be at the table when the swollen world eats itself
• Grinning as it's licking the grease from its starving continents
• Carving the word 'par' in my heart as I pass the condiments
• Shred the documents
• I slept gripping an iron bar
• Sent my mind touring the dark side in a hire car
• The lit neon sign just read 'live a liar die a star'
• So I arrived with my severed tongue in a giant jar
• A barfly with a vile scar orders his seventh round
• The clandestine kids on the corner were selling brown
• And I was sporting organs that morphed into gormless orphans
• I taught to ignore the laws of this boring decrepit town
• They had the smack soup with them fat crack croutons, damn
• I almost puked into my Lapsang Souchong, fam
• Watching addiction rip the stitches out of introverts
• Is akin to clocking pigs in this city picking a kid to search
• It's butters
• I skipped desert and ripped the skies asunder
• Enveloped every atom left my skin beside the puncture
• The drowning kitten orchestra begin their final number
• To a riotous applause from the kids inside the bunker
• And everyday they grew less beautiful
• I'd kill 'em but I couldn't find a suplex suitable
• A mass of black suits swarm a moonswept funeral
• The eulogy was whispered by myself as usual

• Here lies your every mortal enemy
• Beaten to a pulp and packaged neatly in the cemetery
• Regrettably, you are now contractually obliged to sell your tongue
• For twenty pence
• And shovel maggots in your eyes
• Now shake my fucking hand (x3)

• Looks like I blew the whole shit up again
• Come we reverse time
• Drill a ditch and fill it with drug oil and desert wine
• And we can take turns powersliding into the night
• Riding a shrunken block of ice
• And return surfing the world blind
• Fine, let my face stew in the revelry
• Boil amidst the madness and straight ruin the recipe
• The breakthrough of the century
• How can you explain yourself with a brain trained to melt
• On command mewing incessantly?
• And when the whole world ate itself
• I stayed to hear the famous belch ringing round the dining hall
• As unborn babies fashioned ice picks from ribs
• And glued their hands to them with spit
• To stop them slipping down vaginal walls
• Bow to the head of the prang foetus club
• Still in the womb with his head in his hands creasing up
• Sneaking up, crawling out the gash and handing each of us a
• Pamphlet on why living isn't sweet enough
• Sour vibes
• Lather up and step out drunk
• I've seen it all before and never tore my flesh out once
• Your meal's been marinating in the sewer tied in tourniquets
• So never blame the waiters for your deadout munch
• Fussy diner turned untouchable pile of mess
• Compressed to a small spherical ball stuck to a wiry neck
• The smile suggests it was added purely for the asinine effect of
• Tricking its recipients
• Shit, give your eyes a rest

• Here lies your every mortal enemy
• Beaten to a pulp and packaged neatly in the cemetery
• Regrettably, you are now contractually obliged to sell your tongue
• For twenty pence
• And shovel maggots in your eyes
• Pick them up start shovelling (x3)

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