Louse
Stephen Jones
Cut a hole in my chest, push in some blood.
I'm about as female as a sexual retard.
Sew up the scar with a rusty nail and rope.
Can I borrow your bra 'til I'm as clean as soap?
In a blue two-in-one (?) I go out on the town.
We drink like goldfish, flopping on the ground.
Give me a reason to go home to my wife.
My hands are nailed to the bar, Jesus what a life.
Everything's gonna be alright.
Everything's gonna be alright.
Everything's gonna be alright.
Everything's gonna be alright.
Look down my dress there's no mountains.
Look in my lap there's no valley.
Look in my eyes you'll see a lake there.
Get out a shammy, I'm a fake, dear.