The infinity mirror reflects your thoughts
Looks like a suicide, but it’s not
Call in the press to see the body rot
With a wink of the eye, it gets a prime time spot
The boards of deceit cross to form a crucifix
The bodies pile up like a neat stack of sticks
Our forefathers scurry with flaming dicks
While poor mothers swallow pills to get their kicks

They called her Ms. Understood
Pain taught her more than the teachers ever could
The ground opened up right where she stood
And she dropped in the seeds like a good girl should
She watered it with tears that she collected in a jar
She fertilized the soil with the feces of the stars
It grew into a big red cadillac car
It ran her right over and left a few scars
I said, “Who you been lovin’ since my mind’s been gone?”
She said, “a shadow of my former self, is that so wrong?”
She downloads her baby from a digital womb
Gently placed her in her tomb

We drag our feet across the sand,
But the swing doesn’t stop, it just keeps going and…

All I want for Xmas is a lobotomy, I said,
All I want for Xmas is a lobotomy
You ask me, “how am I not myself?”
I answer, “boy, you’re nothing without your health”
And we pray, bless the killer’s heart, for he kills for Christ!
Bless the killer’s heart, for he kills for Christ!
I was a prisoner of war, got me a ticket to heaven
Where I served a violent tyrant named Jesus Lenin/Lennon
Elvis, Satan, Gandhi, and mommy too,
We wanted to escape, but our numbers were too few
My fists were smashing violently into a wall of clouds,
But it never ends and the screams are so loud

Skingrafts for everyone
Stitches for me