Mortaljive: The Rest is Silence

There is no still point in all the Universe, and that is the rock upon which I stand

Monday, June 02, 2008

Women Are the Cigarette Sex

women are the cigarette sex
a delivery system quite beyond vex
they don't carry nicotine
into the bloodstream
they carry the little lives to die next

no war could be fought without the ladies
we need them to conjugate the babies
the eggs that they will hatch
will be another batch
of souls to scream and burn in hades

(chorus)
so deep, so deep inside
those cells, they do divide
gestating genocide
let it ride
let it ride
it's soup for suicide
for the dearly blushing bride
making babies, making babies
to die

the contract with life is an old one
a warrior's life is a bold one
noble, the tribe to save
a life beyond the grave
first with rocks, then the arrows and gun

please show me the enemy now
the poor man who screams and who howls
i came to his land
with a bible in my hand
and a gun and a tear and a scowl

(chorus)
so deep, so deep inside
those cells, they do divide
gestating genocide
let it ride
let it ride
it's soup for suicide
for the dearly blushing bride
making babies, making babies
to die

i dreamed i saw the mothers as one
burning their eyes in the sun
they held up their hands
and fell in the sand
the game was now over and done

a man crept a shadowy stair
and told me to shoot over there
his suit was of gold
but his heart was so cold
no more soldiers to kill anywhere

(chorus)
so deep, so deep inside
those cells, they do divide
gestating genocide
let it ride
let it ride
it's soup for suicide
for the dearly blushing bride
making babies, making babies
to die

women are the cigarette sex
a delivery system quite beyond vex
they don't carry nicotine
into the bloodstream
they carry the little lives to die next

no war could be fought without the ladies
we need them to conjugate the babies
the eggs that they will hatch
will be another batch
of souls to scream and burn in hades

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