1st Wednesday Of The Month by Craw (band) Lyrics
Squatting with the sycophant
Reifying the retro-virus
Negating the novenas
Hedging a bet on a heresy
Venting all that was caused by these vices
Between the newborn's first scream and the newdead's last rattle
Purposely smothering you with distractions
Perversely feeding on the fly ash
A vile word, a blow
Caught fair in the stomach
To remind him he's still here
Alert now?
They're rearranging the front door
Out the window and down the elm
In Dutch with the neighbors
On the hot seat and freewheelin' the helm
A vile word, a blow
Caught fair in the stomach
To remind him he's still there
Alert now?
And he cannot believe his eyes
As the love of his life sashays into the bedroom
Arresting with a gesture, she illuminates and destroys
Those neglected corners where hide his everyday mockeries
And she cannot believe her ears
As the love of her life expounds from the bottom of his remaining tarred lung
Tonight, tonight
Multiple incinerators will get it right
Reifying the retro-virus
Negating the novenas
Hedging a bet on a heresy
Venting all that was caused by these vices
Between the newborn's first scream and the newdead's last rattle
Purposely smothering you with distractions
Perversely feeding on the fly ash
A vile word, a blow
Caught fair in the stomach
To remind him he's still here
Alert now?
They're rearranging the front door
Out the window and down the elm
In Dutch with the neighbors
On the hot seat and freewheelin' the helm
A vile word, a blow
Caught fair in the stomach
To remind him he's still there
Alert now?
And he cannot believe his eyes
As the love of his life sashays into the bedroom
Arresting with a gesture, she illuminates and destroys
Those neglected corners where hide his everyday mockeries
And she cannot believe her ears
As the love of her life expounds from the bottom of his remaining tarred lung
Tonight, tonight
Multiple incinerators will get it right