I ran thru the house
naked
when I slipped on a banana peel
and broke my neck in three places:
on the floor, on the table,
and on my wife's fat ass
yea, I went there once
and came back with three kids
and a man named Owari
who said he'd been workin at the carwash
sucking some dirt between his thighs
when he noticed I needed a little bit more
then some reassuring
so I feed him for the night
to my three wolf hounds
and laugh until
men fell from the sky
and then I realized
I was naked
damn cliches
and the artist who use them
so that they can get
a little satifaction
from the critic next door |
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