What kind of thing do you think you are? Animal, vegetable, mineral, star? Beast, Hunter, Victim, Prey? Trisex, Doublesex, Singlesex, Gay? You walk like an animal (you look like one too) You talk like an animal (you look like one too) You fuck like an animal (you look like one too) and your brain is the same as an animal You’ve got teeth in your mouth so use it You’ve got a tongue in your mouth so use it You’ve got a voice in your mouth so use it If you’ve nothing to say then lose it Don’t lie back and let the world pass you by Claw your way up the ladder of life Look all around you and study the field Who would you capture, who would you kill? You’ve got teeth in your mouth so use it You’ve got a tongue in your mouth so use it You’ve got a voice in your mouth so use it If you’ve nothing to say then shut the fuck up Shut the fuck up and lose it Shut the fuck and prove it Shut the fuck up and choose it If you’ve nothing to say then lose it Hey, what’s that sound? That’s the Universe calling you now No noise, no games, that’s the Universe calling your name Shhh, can you hear it? What does it say? Does it tell you to bite me or scurry away? Does it say build a nest or put yourself in a hole? Does it tell you submit, or be the one in control?

So there’s a cabin in the deepest wood Under leaves, it’s got some squeaky floorboards Here’s a coat hook, and an iron bed A rocking chair, and the smell of moonshine They say that home is where the heart is But this house was never made of heart They forgot that part There’s flesh and blood in the wallpaper The sound of fear in the quiet of the night Where the dark is, so are legends told It’s such a fertile ground for the mind to grow They say that home is where the heart is But this house just is no home There’s flesh and blood in the wallpaper The sound of fear in the quiet of the night Over the river and through the wood to grandmothers house we go My grandmother, what big teeth you have

You got me flying through the forest like a bird on fire You got me seeing double just the way that you like You’re watching me now through that knot in the tree Big black eyes gnawing up at me You got me running through the forest to your little old shack Following the smell of the fur on your back Is this the way you want me? Down on my knees Begging for scraps to fall from your teeth? Big bad wolf, what you have for me? A basketful of kisses, or maybe some meat? My appetite grows like the weed in the hole It knows no bounds, consuming my soul Big black wolf, your seed in me Diseasing all the things that were good in me My appetite grows like the weed in the hole Big bad wolf, let me suckle your soul O Father, why’d you let it get this far O Father, why’d you let it get this far You said that fairy tales don’t come through You said that creatures of the night can’t break through You said what can’t kill you can make you strong Then why I am running to this wolfen’s arms? Is this the way you want me? Is this the way you want me?

Once upon a time, in a land far away I met a little boy in the woods one day He told me a story of a girl called Glory and how she gives herself to those who dream I asked, How do you meet her? What do you do? He said, I change my shape like the animals do Look at me, I’m a pig Look at me, I’m a bird I’m a key, I’m a secret to a voice unheard I’m a pig, I’m a horse I’m a bucket of remorse I’m a threat, I’m a shadow in the fog I’m a hole in the wall You’re the bat, I’m the ball I’m a thing, I’m a whisper I’m a dog Mother said there’d be days like this But she never said it’d feel like this Your kiss, sweet bliss She never told me it could happen like this Then the kid gave a wink and he took me to a place To a tunnel made of velvet and a floor of sticky lace He said, This is the Throne of Glory This is the Shrine of Swine This is the Den of Transformation Profane becomes Divine I’m a pig, I’m a horse I’m a bucket of remorse, I’m a threat, I’m a shadow in the fog I’m a hole in the wall You’re the bat, I’m the ball I’m a thing, I’m a whisper I’m a dog Glory gives herself to those that dream of her Glory gives herself to those that dream of her Ponies, wolves, princes, thieves Woodmen, fairies All the kingdom on their knees in the service of Glory In the service of Glory Shifting all their shapes, kneeling in the face of Glory There’s a hole in the wall Where you think you’ve seen it all But you haven’t looked through And you haven’t seen the view What do you see? Tell me, What do you see? It’s beautiful.....It’s glorious.... it will always hold the power to amaze It’s beautiful... It’s paradise.... and once you’ve seen it you will be forever changed I’m a pig, I’m a horse I’m a bucket of remorse, I’m a threat, I’m a shadow in the fog I’m a hole in the wall You’re the bat, I’m the ball I’m a thing, I’m a whisper I’m a dog

I am a large man and you are your own woman I need love and you need a person to show you the world, to make it right With two big arms to hold you tight I am a large man and you’re new to these parts You are so slender, the flower of my heart You blossom, you flow, you will grow in my large hands Do you want to see the sights through my vibrating eyes? I am a large man and I’m still learning I seek boundaries that are clear I am sincere and your own dreams flow through your skull And I’m finding myself in a new kind of place I need to share I find myself needing to care So let yourself go, fall back, into my arms And if you come with me I can take you to places Show you the secrets and the faces Of the masses, the poisoned, and the few The fearful, the troubled, it’s up to you If you let yourself I am a large man and I’ll catch your fall You are so small This is the strap, this is my fist This is your life passing before your eyes This is the strap, this is my fist This is your life Breathe it in, let yourself go Fall back This is the strap, this is my fist This is your life passing before your eyes

Every Sunday I’d go, and my family would follow To the room on the hill, which the spirit would fill And then they would stand at the front of the place The cross would come down and they’d open their faith There were snakes around them They were coiled around them They were speaking in tongues There were snakes around them Where was God around them? They were speaking in tongues So Jesus would wash all the sins of the lost And my mother would cry as she looked to the sky My ears could not hear, my eyes could not see The blood of the Lamb would stream from my hands There were snakes around them They were coiled around them They were speaking in tongues There were snakes around them Where was God around them? They were speaking in tongues

If I show you a murder and feed you disappointment, If I tell you a story and feed you lies, If I produce a body and teach you mutilation, if I do everything do love you, you can’t say goodbye. Dahmeresque, I’ll be your girl Dahmeresque, I’ll rock your world Dahmeresque, my legs unfurl like a rainbow flag on a rooftop Dahmeresque, I’ll be your girl These are my arms and they’re meant to hold you (why are they so cold?) These are my lips and they’re meant to kiss you (take a bite out of you) These are my hands and they’re meant to stroke you to seduction (why are they so cold?} These are my eyes reflecting knives Ladies and Gentlemen on the menu tonight: body part and memories, satisfaction and denial Dahmeresque, I’ll be your boy Dahmeresque, I’ll be your toy Dahmeresque, I’ll let you pry open my insides with your bare hands Dahmeresque, I’ll be your boy How can you be so cold after all I’ve told you? How can you be so cold after all I’ve shown you? How can you be so cold after all the things I’ve exposed to you? How can you be so cold? (you never warned me) How can you be so cold? (you motherfucker) How can you be so cold after all I’ve shown you? Dahmeresque, I’ll be your girl Dahmeresque, I’ll rock your world Dahmeresque, my legs unfurl like a rainbow flag on a rooftop Dahmeresque, I’ll be your girl Dahmeresque, I’ll be your........ I WAS A SOLDIER I was a soldier in a kill squad overseas I brought the justice from the nation of the free You know and I know exactly what that means I was a soldier in a kill squad overseas I found a young boy, he was only just fifteen Out in the poppies, he farmed his daddy’s field One quick grenade toss and a hero I would be Sliced off his pinkie in a ziploc saved for me I was a soldier in a kill squad overseas I brought the justice from the nation of the free Rhyme and reason vanished in the dust Where do feelings go when trampled in the dust? High fives and hash pipes in the quiet desert night What makes the measure of a man when a boy is sent to fight I was only four years older than him And I want to pose for pictures with him So I lifted up the head by the jet black hair of him I was only fours years older than him COCK-A-ROACH So I found myself in a brokedown place in a mental ward somewhere in outer space In a yellow room, on a metal bed staring at the walls with a mixed up head Then I noticed something move Who Goes There? in this yellow room Something insect, something black takes a detour from its insect shack Cock-a-roach crawling ‘cross my wall you got a thousand legs and I hear them all Antennae poking round the cracks do you know my mind has snapped Cock-a-roach, scurry on my back Nurse I need my medication I got an itch to scratch Jumping out my epidermis In this booby hatch All the people - the world’s debris All the nuts in the acorn tree All the people- just us freaks All my friends- the beasts we be Nurse I need my medication got an itch to scratch Jumpin out my epidermis in this booby hatch In the common room I feel it on me In the quiet room I feel it on me When they watch me shower I feel it on me Watch me shave I feel it on me  OFPMY ee

I was a soldier in a kill squad overseas I brought the justice from the nation of the free You know and I know exactly what that means I was a soldier in a kill squad overseas I found a young boy, he was only just fifteen Out in the poppies, he farmed his daddy’s field One quick grenade toss and a hero I would be Sliced off his pinkie in a ziploc saved for me I was a soldier in a kill squad overseas I brought the justice from the nation of the free Rhyme and reason vanished in the dust Where do feelings go when trampled in the dust? High fives and hash pipes in the quiet desert night What makes the measure of a man when a boy is sent to fight I was only four years older than him And I want to pose for pictures with him So I lifted up the head by the jet black hair of him I was only fours years older than him

So I found myself in a brokedown place in a mental ward somewhere in outer space In a yellow room, on a metal bed staring at the walls with a mixed up head Then I noticed something move Who Goes There? in this yellow room Something insect, something black takes a detour from its insect shack Cock-a-roach crawling ‘cross my wall you got a thousand legs and I hear them all Antennae poking round the cracks do you know my mind has snapped Cock-a-roach, scurry on my back Nurse I need my medication I got an itch to scratch Jumping out my epidermis In this booby hatch All the people - the world’s debris All the nuts in the acorn tree All the people- just us freaks All my friends- the beasts we be Nurse I need my medication got an itch to scratch Jumpin out my epidermis in this booby hatch In the common room I feel it on me In the quiet room I feel it on me When they watch me shower I feel it on me Watch me shave I feel it on me

She’s not preparing dinner, the oven isn’t even on She’s closed up all the curtains and the dustings all been done The vacuum cleaner sits in the middle of the den She’s taken all our laundry and washed it all again What’s Mommy getting up to? Is she locked inside her room? Have you heard the sounds of whispers coming underneath her door Or was that just Billy Graham on the radio at 4? The garden looks a little overgrown And now that I look closely there’s cobwebs on the phone My dinner had some hair I had to pull out of my mouth The card that I had left her still is sitting out What’s Mommy getting up to behind Venetian blinds? Is that the sound of laughter or maybe she is crying Do you think she has some secrets, some things she won’t confide? Do you think that she still loves us? It’s getting cold outside There’s knocking at the front door And the mail is piling high Mr. Johnson said he saw her in her robe and she just smiled What’s Mommy getting up to? What’s Mommy getting up to? What’s Mommy gonna do? Do know if she’s been sleeping well? Do you know what she’s been playing on the stereo? Do you know who she’s been speaking to? Do you know if she’s still buying Avon and still reading Cosmo? Does she set her hair? Does she have a shower? Do you think she even cares? Does she take the time to let her tea bag even brew Every afternoon watching Donahue What’s Mommy getting up to? What’s Mommy gonna do? What’s Mommy gonna do? I only wish we knew

This is the house of the Big Sky This is the house of the Wide Open Sky Big Cloud, Big Love, Big Blood, Big Money Sharon called this the House of Love It was so quiet you could almost hear the sound of ice rattling in cocktail shakers in the homes way down in the canyon It was hot that night But not as hot as the night before The three day heat wave had begun to break a couple of hours before Though the coastal fog was blowing in the from the ocean Los Angeles itself remained hot and muggy Sweltering in its own emission Still it remained warm enough so that people in the area Slept with their windows open To catch a vagrant breeze All things considered It’s surprising more people didn’t hear something But it was late, just after midnight And 10050 Cielo Drive was secluded Being secluded it was also vulnerable Sharon wore a new bikini Flowers appliquéed in green Susan wore a black turtleneck Blacker than the night they moved in Get out of my house Who do you think you are? Sharon said, that’s what Sharon said Shutup bitch, I am the Devil doing Devil’s work That’s what Susan said, that’s what Susan said This is the house of the Big Sky This is the house of the Wide Open Sky This is the house on Cielo Drive Big Cloud, Big Money This is the house of the Big Sky This is the house of the Wide Open Sky This is the house on Cielo Drive Big Love, Big Blood Please let me live, I just want to have my baby Sharon said Listen Pig, you’re gonna die, and you know why Susan said This is the house of the Big Sky This is the house of the Wide Open Sky Sharon called this the House of Love Susan was told Write something witchy in blood Who lives there? Who inhabits there? Who is buried there? In the house on Cielo Drive Big Blood, Big Money Susan approached the body Susan recalls hearing sounds Gurgling sounds Like the blood flowing into the body Out of the heart

Took my Ativan Took my Klonopin Took my Adderall Took my Seconal Took my Trazodone waiting for effect A thousand thoughts a minute but my dick’s still erect So hard, with an attitude Looking for a fight cuz I’m really in the mood Might lose but I really want to see all the damage I can do Took my Ativan Took my Klonopin Took my Seconal Took Risperdal Took my Trazodone waiting for effect A thousand thoughts a minute but my dick’s still erect So hard, with an attitude Looking for a fight cuz I’m really in the mood Who can I fuck with? Tell me please, who can I fuck with? These are my Halcyon days Carefree, tranquil days These are my Halcyon times Joyous, happy times Could I take a train to South Dakota Could I take a plane to North Dakota Could I hitch a ride to West Virginia Could I grow some weed in California There’s 50 states to run away to 50 states to change your mind to 50 ways to blow your head through 50 states to bid adieu to Look...it’s beautiful out here The skies go on forever And the stars seem so close, you could touch them And hold them in your hand, like a firefly, Lighting your way, through the amber waves God bless this place God shed his grace God bless this place God shed his grace I’m hiding with the Hopi underground Waiting for the Star Gods to come down Star Gods come down Come back down, retain your crown It’s so cool inside these caves God let this be my grave These are my Halcyon days Carefree, tranquil days These are my Halcyon times Joyous, happy times Took my Ativan Took my Klonopin Took my Seconal Took Risperdal Took my Trazodone waiting for effect A thousand thoughts a minute but my dick’s still erect So hard, with an attitude Looking for a fight cuz I’m really in the mood Who can I fuck with? Tell me please, who can I fuck with? Dressed in war paint with the Hopi Dressed in war paint with the Shawnee Dressed in war paint with Ahwanee Dressed in war paint with Apache Wish you were here To watch me disappear There’s 50 states to run away to 50 states to change your mind to 50 ways to blow your head through 50 states to bid adieu to There’s 50 states to run away to 50 states to say goodbye to 50 states to pledge your love to 50 states to disappear to

Target practice opal glass Drinkin’ up the milkweed on the neighbours grass Swimming holes, cut off jeans bugs on the wagon wheel Racing bikes, rusty swings the way the sun can feel Will I ever ever get me back? Do I wanna see what I’ve become? Do I wanna see the things I left? To the places I come from? It’s a long way home And the porch swing swings and the rocking chair and the honeysuckle vines that grow And the fireflies and the washing lines kicking cans on the dirt road home And the floorboards creak and the wishin’ well and the weepin’ willow trees hang low And the thunderstorms and the smell of summer lawns kicking cans on the dirt road home Time for supper Family time Time unconscious So sublime Shadows now, 6 feet long The dark not what it seems Why am I, the favorite son Trapped inside a dream?