1983

Lyrics

In 1983 in the underbelly Your furs falling off Your shrunken bones You ask me If this is meant to be poetry Hearing your moan Half your jaw is missing And i'd be damed Are you protective cause of me? Or cause you're a man? In 1984 you called me a whore A feather down your throat Hope you don't choke You call me A tree hugging dirt worshipper Don't Half your jaw is missing And i'd be damed Are you protective cause of me? Or cause you're a man?