You and me were born thin-skinned gentle and rotten
And I was such a liar as a child
Portrait of a wanker as a young man
Liars often grow up idolising wild men
I've heard of places in the wild where men can't go
One day we'll disappear and I'll be glad
One day I'll be a bird and I'll stop testing people's nerves
What is misery if not the thin mist obscuring other bodies
My other body is a sunflower shrinking
My other body's in the bathroom, sinking
Come and get it if you want it
Can't imagine why you'd want it
But I guess you boys deserve it if you want it that bad
I feel my old skin drifting
What is God if not the same mist lifting
I'm just the sum of false desire
I'm so alive with holy fire
Stop pissing on the pyre
I'm so alive with holy fire
I hate to say I really wish I wasn't made this way
This is a crisis so let's admit we've been wasting time
Read your books, keep your health,
Rest your head, ask yourself
Who the fuck do you stand behind
Bluesy protopunk in the great Detroit tradition by the city's own the Stools, with dashes of the Stooges, Negative Approach, and the Gories. Bandcamp New & Notable May 25, 2023