Kingsize

Think big, girl, like a king Think. Kingsize Did you learn nothing in America? I've placed four big bananas in my lap In New York, I don't dream I always wanted to be less subculturally lonely But here, I see no subculture No. no future No big science, no big bananas But I found no. no future I rock the bananas gently, move back and forth Don't wake them What is Soft Dick Rock? You sing the elements of dick To create a softer, turned-down sound I sing to the bananas The skin is getting thin, and brown Norway, the girls are pretty I am one fourth Danish If you have a child, you better learn how to bake I beckon the cupcake The huge capitilist clit I searched the oven Smubbed the racks But my whole head inside But I just can't find it It's like looking at the window in there The bananas are brought slowly in my lap Silently, wildly, girly The rash is an oppurtunity A common desease, something in common A community A definition must be something attacking itself For flaking glassid lingers No future All the fruitflies