A nightmarish memory leads to romantic policy.
|Crackling, I hear from deep in my
Quietness. Then people start running.
Security leaves you
alone in a crowd
when its burnt up in fire
and you're sobbing out loud.
Spackling, I hear it bubbling
All the while I hear firemen break windows.
When everything that you own all goes
up in flame.
You begin to not care if no one knows
Now, there's a fire for the field
and a fire for the heart.
There's a fire that only loyalty
for one's country can impart.
There's a fire in my soul that only man
It drives me to frustration, makes me
feel like a wench.
It gives me the words to wax
It turns a love-bird to a
I can be a lovelorn, soft spoken
Or I can be a complete idiot
who needs to go to school.
Just because a girl acts
Doesn't mean she's not whack
when in love and aggravated!
In my home there was a real to life
village witch doctor.
He periodically disappeared his wife
when he got bored he docked her!
Everyone knew his lark, knew he
was a liar.
But no trace was ever found
of her face
Until we heard her teeth pop apart
in the fire.