SORRY PORE INJECTOR

Pray for a healthy man's death Hope he never had children Because your liver is shot And though you lived your life nicely You were comatose nightly You guess you get what you got Face keeps changing while channel surfing past The immovable beast; the daily rot Faith beyond a stumble in the dark If all the love is gone then you can say what you want Clementines rotting all at once And I know it's gonna slip away through the barrel of a gun Sorry pore injector meets you with a cold smile Lifts your spirits higher than you could amount to On your own Praise the night nurse and the friendlies who absolve you Of your curse Baby do you ever stop and wonder what you're doing When you come to find me? I can keep it spinning but I know that they pay more to see it fall Baby do you ever stop and wonder what you're doing When you come to find me? I can keep it spinning but I know that they pay more to see it fall Baby do you ever stop and wonder what you're doing When you come to find me?