Sir Garlic Breath
Robert Pollard, Greg Demos
With fingers of wheat
Traced in blood
No one bleeds
No one needs
Hell comes
Five little girls
Wanted pearls
Four little boys
We know of these
And knees
Shaking
Fingers and wheats
Acne
Till they bleed
Till it bleeds
Snaked out
Shaked out
Snaked out
Shaked out
Follows
Clothe them
Weld them
Sir G
Sir G