ex-giant - fuxtures lyrics
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rabble rose doctored crown
hung low on the hook
dripping from the pondweed
f+xtures takin a look
rubbernecking’s a good line
and unless i’m mistook
he’s been ill for a long time
another one for the hook
strange fishing time
for the blue balloons
gall bladder brown
into the moon
kettle piping, squealing hot
blood loss spattered bed
kicking out from a plywood door
my axe hangs in the shed
dead beat in an arid time
something god could have said
the bell rings across the water
and the workers get fed
strange fishing time
for the blue balloons
gall bladder brown
into the moon
could i learn from this
or sit down to feed
creeping nerves are catching
and i’ve caught a cough
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