squirtgun - frederick's frost lyrics
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he’s sitting frozen with mud on his feet in indiana
and his blue skin plays a january song
his mind a-wanders to the sunshine he’s been missing in the white room
she stared at his brisket eyes so long
a lonely snowman, he figures and he calculates her body
and life’s brevity -ssures him that it won’t last long
he’s got days
days and says
iceman fight in my head
frederick’s frost
he thinks about her lovely nametag as he shivers by the birdbath
bromide poison concentrated dull
he’s got lots of pictures of her he could show you
but he has concroid pitches in his skull
turned loose from the cage
he’s a lion with an illness
and every rose he touches folds and turns to gl-ss
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