Walking away

Taking you by the hand

Killing rabbits driving by

Thousands subjected by blood

 

It’s Christ who is preventing

Yorkers are telling me I’m going to Hell

I love you

Really, I love you

 

How to express it

How to find it

I’m taking you by the hand

I can repeat

I’m entitled

Let’s have sex

Baby

 

Devour me

Sink on me

And show me your inner light

Pour some golden honey down your back

Glide, slide and feel your inside

 

Dance

The times are mammoth

This town, I’ll get out of

No one said anything

When I put a gun up against my head

 

I love you

I do

It’s Christ who stands in the center

It’s God who is the devil

It’s me who you see, you fuck you like to draw on your April birthdays

It’s Valentine’s day

And you think you know my rap

Mother fucker

You just fucked your mother

Political bullshitter

I think I’ll be the baby sitter

I love you.

 

 

 

© 1998 David Greg Harth

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