Head down, in the rain
Don´t you think i want you to?
Let´s play telephone
I´m the rubber, you´re the glue

Drop this flattened blossom in an envelope
And send it to you

To fight this
The language
Barrier

Hey self-murderous
Too much love has clogged the world
It´s all dirt and flesh
Digging through to find a pearl

Pluck it and seal it in a pouch now
Dispatch it to you

Oh the lips they taste like freebase
And the joints of freebase too
Meanwhile i´m inland with saint russell
Sniffing airplane glue
I hope somebody loves me
When all of this is through.