The Cage

How should I wear my teeth?

And how should I color my cheeks?

And where should I promise these?

Oh, the organs of my rib cage

Gotta give it all up to you, man

Gotta give it all up to you, man

Gotta give it all up to you, man

Oh, this is all for you, man

See, I came out of your body

And I was attached to your spine

I was a piece of your rib cage

I made the apple for your wandering eye

So this is all for you

I am a fraction of

I am subtracted from

I am you, your your derivation

I am the absence of

I am the great big hole

I am the sin dark dove

I am the dust-wrought second one

So it’s all for you

Oh, I’m all for you

He said:

“Welcome to the garden

Oh, this is where you’ll pass your time

You are here a variation

You are here a derivation

So you make the most out of being second in line

You are derivative

You are derivative

You are derivative

You are derivative”