origin of the world
Singer:keenan, david
i'm singing this song in an act of rebellion
but if i wear a white shirt
will my appearance seem clean?
i've emptied my skull of stale symbolism
from my fingers i scrubbed you like a nicotine stain
craving some daylight and the sobering cold
i have heard of that deity from a yarn i've been told
by an elder of our tribe with the mind of a hunter
he'd the spirit of a bird and the soul of an orphan
he released in me wisdom and happy endorphins
i'm in love with a woman friend
i'm in love with a woman friend
and my hand came a yelping
she bathes in that there pond beyond those ditches
i hear the act of contrition from christopher hitchens
sends the opium smoker off
then i move through the forest while unraveling the linen
i had placed on my chiseled and the well-worn blade
from her tongue and her teeth
i bear the marks of a slave
i'm in love with a woman friend
i'm in love with a woman friend
being chased by this beast
how many young fellas died?
poets digging their trenches have been buried
by this clandestine creature with the kill in her eyes
though would luna and lupa both be made from the den
if they gazed even once into the origin of man?
would luna and lupa be put to the sword
if they dared even once touch the origin of the world?
i'm in love with a woman friend
i'm in love with a woman friend
i'm in love with a woman friend
i'm in love with a woman friend