Annie-Dog - CRC Demo/Take 10

Amphetamine Annie-Dog
Has her leash and a face
Her velvet spleen
Her shackle spine
Her diamond curse
It comes with mine

A vessel she for violent I
Confession arms a wake
Mine, mine, you were always mine
Possessed by my taste

And below, the angel dog
Combs her hair and sings her psalms
She is Venus, she is Mars
She is tragic, and the struggle of
Upon her face, we leave no trace
But in her stomach, mercury aged
She holds the blood
She carves the knives
She tapes the wires in our babies

Amphetamine Annie-Dog
Pulls her trash and her stories
From place to place, and bed to bed
She gives herself a magnet head
Another floor, another ceiling
Counting stars with double meanings

Is it wrong to be swallowed whole?
To disappear in her?
To give to her the priceless peace
Of giving up control?

We tumble out into the streets
And Annie-Dog, she drags her leash
Her pretty face, her ugly mouth
Bitter bred and so released

And by the no, and in the yes
Annie goes, if you couldn't guess

A simple man, a sycophant
Her elephant with the laughing call
She wants clean sheets, and fresh flowers
And dental shots, and the Hong Kong glue

Amphetamine Annie-Dog
Has her leash and a face