Talking Heads

I call this poem Disappearing Tongue

Some nights off, some nights on

When it goes with a twist, it comes off

But put it in a face and pass it on

Pull out feathers, tear yourself free

And pull out feathers, tear yourself free

Pull out feathers, tear yourself free

And pull out feathers, tear yourself free

Yeah, sure, I'll leave the house

But first let me lose a few more pounds

If only I could be three stone twenty pound, oh

Are ten kilograms enough?

P-V-C drips across the street

Everybody covers up underneath

But I have no interest, I am indifferent

I do not care, I have no interest

Pull out feathers, tear yourself free

And pull out feathers, tear yourself free

And pull out feathers, tear yourself free

And pull out feathers, tear yourself free