My Funny Valentine
The bias of the father runs on through the son
And leaves him bothered and bewildered
The drugs in his veins only cause him to spit
At the face staring back in the mirror
How can he tell a good act from the bad
He can't even remember his name
How can he do what needs to be done
When he's a follower not a leader
The sickness of the mother runs on through the girl
Leaving her small and helpless
Liquor files through her brain with the force of a gun
Leaving her running
And leaves him bothered and bewildered
The drugs in his veins only cause him to spit
At the face staring back in the mirror
How can he tell a good act from the bad
He can't even remember his name
How can he do what needs to be done
When he's a follower not a leader
The sickness of the mother runs on through the girl
Leaving her small and helpless
Liquor files through her brain with the force of a gun
Leaving her running
Fragrant Foul
Got married on Saturday to a girl from Salt Lake
City
moved out to the suburds we had a pet goat
everywhere we would go the goat would go too
watch our love - making with eyes slitted and blue
one night I woke up
butcher knife in hand
killed my lovely wife
and I killed the goat too
when I realized what I had done
killed my friend my only one
I sure do miss this little goat
do the wrong thing
I did the wrong thing
I done the wrong thing