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Japanese Toys

by A Cosmic Slut Production

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so he crawled from under a rock someplace
and found his was less than human,
then someone gave him a mirror
so he disguised himself as a real man,
and he roams the streets
and he runs the state
and he goes to school with your children.
pull the ghost from his mouth
but the rose won't come out
'til we chew our way back in again,
and whoever i was
wasn't ever enough
and whoever you are
you can't look
like him.

so speak and we'll say nothing
then ache for his decay.
as your tongue bleeds,
no words,
just these
will fall there where we used to play.
there's more to this than science
and so i calculate...

latchkey down when he unlocked me
sticky
fingered
prince.
less and more than a savior
savor this...

(i think we have japanese toys)

all wrapped in napalm
he comes thru
burned out and broken then brand new
dust to us
as he must
screaming
naked
on the vine
i decay then fade away and he asks me: "are you kind?"

and the mind grew dim
and the pine needles cursed
because the sky explodes
when you fold the universe.

so she found that he was empty
and he found that she was cursed
and they loved but were not happy
then they died, but was was worse
was the way she never knew him
and the breath of time that gasped
like the desperate echo
of a galaxies last laugh.

they were all that anybody ever wanted to become
but the light that made them empty
put a bullet thru the sun.
he was cursing to the sky
it was lying on the floor
with a ribbon, and a wrapper
and a tick-tock at the door
then a parakeet nodded and the wind took a bow
and she said "put on the slippers"
but he'd forgotten how.
so by the light that made him empty and the fire on the bill
they walked across creation to the devil's bar and grill
where she ordered him a drink from the tender of the bar
who was wrapped like a cocoon in a cellophane jar
and she prayed for his salvation
while the pine needles cursed
because the sky explodes
when you fold the universe.


© 1999 Lyric: Marisa Bozza & Kevin Paez
Music: Marisa Bozza, Kevin Paez, Paul Rogers and Robert Anderson

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released March 24, 2013
Marisa Bozza: Voices, Gibbon: Guitar, Paul "Puppy" Rogers: Bass, Robert Anderson: Drums. Produced and Engineered by Kevin Paez

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A Cosmic Slut Production Dallas, Texas

A Cosmic Slut Production is Marisa Bozza (voices), Kevin "Gibbon" Paez (Guitar), Paul "Puppy" Rogers (Bass) and Robert Anderson (Drums).

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