That Black Bat Licorice

歌詞

She's built for speed Like a black castrum doloris Good for the needy Like Nietzsche, Freud and Horus But I'm skin flint broke Making no money making jokes But baby I won't joke with you My feet are burning like a Roman hypocaust But the Romans are gone, they changed their name Because they lost She writes letters like a jack chick comic Just a bunch of propaganda to Make my fingers histrionic I mean, she's my baby but she makes me get avuncular And when my monkey's jumpin' I got no time to make it up to her I fantasize about the hospital, The army, asylum, confinement in prison Any place where there's a cat To clear my vision I want to Cut out my tongue and let you Hold onto it for me 'Cause without my skull to amplify my sounds It might get boring I've got the Wit of the staircase With atomic clock precision And the phases of the moon Directing all of my decisions Don't you want to lose the Part of the brain that has opinions? To not even know what you are doing? Or care about yourself or Your species in the billions? When I need to know I play dumb like Columbo And get my feelings hurt And move to New York like I'm Dumbo