Damien
@ transcribed by [email protected] (Howard S. Goodman)
Seven seas he sailed on, cannons blazing in the night
Had shiny medals for his eyes in kryptonite ... with lasers
With every nail he hammered in came the rush of flying hands
They pasted flyers, they planted flags
We watched him hover higher, higher
[Cruise effects? Crucifix?] and Lurex
Holy holy sensurround
O lord, he never touched the ground
From state to state he wandered
He could have been the boy next-door
Could feel that patriotic roar come [falling] through the cracks
of our [existence/resistance]
He took the fear away with whitewash and scorched earth
Majorettes and cruel disciples
Cigarettes and red-hot bibles
The buses ran on time
[Swathes of Kali? With scythes of Kali?] they hari-kari'd
On bayonets with poison ivy
We held this torch up high ... can you see? can you see?
All the girls he never had and all the boys who stood and laughed
All the dopes and all the dealers
Sheilas ... peelers ... squealers ... feelers ...
Come watch me crawl
Come watch me drown
I'm kneeling through your mirror
See me cower in the corner of your room
Watch me desecrate the contents of your tomb
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