Bellyful (Live for VOLT)

In the beginning, I was a snake

A worm trying, dashing

Across the concrete

On my bellyful of bile

On my bellyful of bile

(and every drip)

Champing at the bit

(and every drip)

Champing at the bit

And then I was a magpie

Waddling and hopping

And all this

While I slip down my own throat

To my bellyful of bile

(and every drip)

To my bellyful of bile

(and every drip)

Champing at the bit

(and every drip)

Champing at the bit

Then I was a bear

Picking greedy birds out the air

Looking up

At the emptiness

At the everythingness

With a fistful

Of black and white

And a mouthful