Gaudy Falsetto

We were the talk of the family We were so much thicker than blood I was a cog in the factory before I was an epileptic's rug And it's true that I fingered you like a Brilliant guitar with dirty strings And bitter wires connected your lips to upper things We were the talk of the family You ran all hectic in my blood You asked about the factory I said I watched you bite your thumb And it's true that I fingered you like a Brilliant guitar with dirty strings And bitter wires connected your lips to upper things I did not have the faculty To sing songs of our fun I walk through the melody In a gaudy falsetto And it's true that I fingered you like a Brilliant guitar with dirty strings And bitter wires connected your lips to upper things We were the talk of the family You ran all hectic in my blood You asked about the factory, I said "You should ask about the rug"