Piano Sextet in D Major, Op. 110, MWV Q16: III. Menuetto (Live)

歌詞

Even if I de-gummed a couple of my own teeth Made you a bracelet of my lineage bone You would just chuckle at my thick old fashioned shape You'd never see past all these Bo-Bo's and cassette tapes Even if I pinched drops from a pin-jab at my wrist And decorate your pillowcase with my riding the bench You would just chortle at my family's blood Turn away and cake yourself in the starting pitcher's mud Even if I pearl dived for kidneys from my hips And hung upon your Christmas tree all my heritage stones You would just mock my inability to piss As you arch your lower back to the homecoming king's kiss Even if I filleted this accordion from my breast And built you an Alamo from my skin You would just moonwalk out of my green advance Flip me the bird as a thinner boy unzips your pants Even though I'm skinny now I'm a fat boy, yes I know Even as I'm riding all around the world I'm still sad beside all the rivers where you flow (Ya know?)