Bowels of Me
Lawnmaster
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I could tell that things weren't going to plan The souffle would not rise And mother called me "You must leave that woman while you can And you can" I was never insolent as a child At least by the standards of my own children So I thanked her kindly for her advice I said "Thanks a fucking lot Ma" I can hear this voice in the bowels of me It says "Sit down you fool there's no one out to get you" I have worked for 15 years at the bank I suffer from a form of synaesthesia Words assume the smell of bullshit and fear, so clear I can feel the grave it yawns like the mouth Of some pursuing prehistoric creature Smell of Peter Stuyvesant cigarettes On its breath On its breath I can hear this voice in the bowels of me It says "You're fucked. Go collect your superannuation" I play bass in bars with poker machines Caucasian blues and soul for baby boomers Memories of divorces fresh in their minds, in their minds They don't want their precepts challenged at all By Lady Wots-her-name and gangsta rappers They can feel their empire crumble to sand Where they stand Where they stand I can hear this voice in the bowels of me It says "Why don't you fake your death and make a fortune?"
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