A) Low
I push the limits of good taste
Whenever I open my mouth
You got a worm in your ear
Like Checkov from Kahn
Shame! Shame!
I hit a new kind of low.
All the way from south dakota
Like a green leprachaun
She got a sun dress in heat
He got his latex gloves on
Shame! Shame!
I hit a new kind of low.
And if you ever come here
You’re tweaking on the phone
«I got a new connection»
I never leave the light on
Shame! Shame!
I hit a new kind of low…
B) Coma
All the time,
A loss.
Black like you were blessed,
I was sobered blind.
Let you take me there
And laughed loud when they found
I was devoured. Devoured.
Devoured.
