Mourning Would Come - A Static Lullaby

Slut down, you got to treat them right

Dispatch the boys and leave her spread on site

Slut down, she’s not the guilty type

She’ll make her rounds

And call you moaning in spite

Daddies little superficial heart attack

(This emotional brat can’t feel emotion)

Emotion I lack

Because your sex is a diversionary past time

(And your looks are only temporary)

Am I dead or sleeping?

Man down, just pull yourself upright

With your knack for class it’ll be just fine

Man down, don’t kid your self big guy

Impending doom is your calling in life

And how far is failure from the starting line?

With legs like that I see why

You’ve been running for so long

But a king can’t build an empire without his queen

The working girl and her dirty red light story

(she says there has been no one before)

We lost transmission (can't talk sex)

And sex means love so its deceased

(she won’t bleed) You’re not the first to be deceived

Oh yes she’d bleed, if it were up to me

Claiming back that heart she swore to me

And how far is failure from the starting line?

With legs like that I see why

You’ve been running for so long

But a king can’t build an empire without his queen

I say I lost mine at eighteen

She’s been active since twelve

I say I’m coming back home

My bird is heading down south

I’ve been crawling on the floor

She’s been laid out in bed

Since then I’ve been drinking to live

My standards suffered instead

She’s nothing but an aging weathered hole

She’s showing off her world

And I’m having trouble breathing

I found my equal

She said shut your mouth just breathe

And come a little closer

You look better inside me

And how far is failure from the starting line?

With legs like that I see why

You’ve been running for so long

But a king can’t build an empire without his queen

She’s nothing but an aging weathered hole