Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Mouth and eyes and heart all bleed and run in
In deep the holding up on bended knees the
To the heart of the bone again round and round
Glass of the roof through the roof of your mouth
Oh I miss the kiss of treachery the aching kiss
Songs about happiness murmured in dreams
You with photographs pictues of trickery
Screaming like this in the hole of sincerity