On The Fucking Edge !

my body breaks my body aches
my body moans my body groans
my body my body my fucked up
tumour wrecked body body body
no guarentee of longevity
no concrete proof of anything
just a fucked up tragic body
which lies about who I really am
don't ever preach to me about immortality
what I can preach to you about is my mortality

body breaking with torture of pain
occasionally I am insane
as my body my body my body
breaks breaks breaks
again again and again

fucked up and fucked down
I laugh and I act the clown
but hey dear reader
when there is no one around
what do you think I do
no no no no I don't do self pity
no no no no I don't do don't do
the wallowing perfect victim
no no no dear reader
I don't do sin don't do sin

pop another pill seek another thrill
deep inside the me of me
that very few of you see see see
hey dear reader their is no guarentee
of longevity or immortality or angels strumming
a big glittering and golden harp
hang on in there as we wind up another
time warp time warp another time warp

(C)Lenny Gazbowski