High Bone Diddy
Like a fuckin' sign and it dries up
And the costume ball that they do
I said the high bone diddy
Ride the bone diddy
On the line that they search for you
And you stain the halls, the faces, the stalls
And the cars come crashing into the walls
And you, oh beautiful you
And the paint is drying faster than the will to pretend
And they find the right, the vectors for living
And the fine bone diddys are fighting on the ceiling
And they murdered them, diddy
Ride the bone, kitty
And the flowers that they sent for you
And the time so right, the faces so tight
All your trains come crashing on through the night
And you, along, where anything goes
And with you they paint the path in the chalk
And the daffodil weekend and the face of the crime
For political division 'cause its already time for you
To kiss me and weep
The wall, and the fall, and the crash and the filler
The stains of the killer and the death of the crowd
Await the rise, the skies over heaven
And the stench of the slime shredding their tongues
Like a fuckin' sign and it dries up
And the costume ball that they do
I said the high bone diddy
You ride the bone kitty
And the flowers that they sent for you
And the time so right, the faces so tight
All your rockets come crashing all through the night
And you, along, where anything goes
And with you they paint the path in the chalk
The underground visions of a different time
Claiming to stay calm is not a victimless crime
We're marching to the moon
While we rot in the grime of you
And the costume ball that they do
I said the high bone diddy
Ride the bone diddy
On the line that they search for you
And you stain the halls, the faces, the stalls
And the cars come crashing into the walls
And you, oh beautiful you
And the paint is drying faster than the will to pretend
And they find the right, the vectors for living
And the fine bone diddys are fighting on the ceiling
And they murdered them, diddy
Ride the bone, kitty
And the flowers that they sent for you
And the time so right, the faces so tight
All your trains come crashing on through the night
And you, along, where anything goes
And with you they paint the path in the chalk
And the daffodil weekend and the face of the crime
For political division 'cause its already time for you
To kiss me and weep
The wall, and the fall, and the crash and the filler
The stains of the killer and the death of the crowd
Await the rise, the skies over heaven
And the stench of the slime shredding their tongues
Like a fuckin' sign and it dries up
And the costume ball that they do
I said the high bone diddy
You ride the bone kitty
And the flowers that they sent for you
And the time so right, the faces so tight
All your rockets come crashing all through the night
And you, along, where anything goes
And with you they paint the path in the chalk
The underground visions of a different time
Claiming to stay calm is not a victimless crime
We're marching to the moon
While we rot in the grime of you
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Writer(s): Charles Musser
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