Amargi Ve Moo

One and a two and a three Tumors seem like something you would collect And poison seems like something you would take In the offense ways off all flesh I am not ready and cannot accept That it is spread like a cancer Goodnight! Goodnight! Don't look sweet old friend Don't look little sister Don't answer KNOCK KNOCK! Don't answer, only answer for your fear of God Don't answer for the nothings else Ye oh night oh night oh night Get away ye oh night Get off, get back, get off OH NIGHT It is in fact maybe magnificent In the bosoms of Abraham I will behead all the saints I will behead all the stars Let lightning strike where it will Coconuts, bananas, flowering vines in revolt Let there be peace and let it begin with thee I am not ready and cannot accept I am not ready and cannot accept BLUBLUGBLOOGBULGOGIOBBLLUOBGHBLOULGU! Chunks of your forearm, chunks of your scalp, Chunks of your hunch, now in a dumpster or in a sandwich Your hairpiece perched upon your head As if dropped from the ceiling by accident Never not at worry and now never not blonde OH! Let her be reborn as something unruinable A meteor, a mushroom, a kakapo A sparkling out of control