Lyrics
Thin and wet
Petals from the head
Well-worn
Weak on water's edge
They fall
Outwards at the sight
Of littered seeds
He's been out splitting hairs
With the barbers of the back-alley cut-price clinics for the criminally tolerable.
Trying something new was an original move but it's left him looking nothing if not vulnerable.
The reassurances of strangers who know him
Have all the comfort of a set of scissors folding
He's air conditioned to be breathing in the
Snotty heathen air
(MEANING WHAT?)
How much snot until his blood clots?
Everywhere the buzzing of
The mean-minded misarthropods
Biting at the meat on the old idiophone
Suspicions make one porous
Ergo, some folk should be cautious,
Lest their sweat invites the bite of every bug in the know
He struggles daily with some philistine riddle
That his father lodged deep in his skull
The reassurances of strangers who know him
Have all the comfort of a set of scissors folding
He's air conditioned to be breathing in the
Snotty heathen air
(MEANING WHAT?)
How much snot until his blood clots
A DONKEY'S JAWBONE
A DONKEY'S JAWBONE
WHAT HE WOULD GIVE FOR
A DONKEY'S JAWBONE
Written by: Billy Morris, Gabriel Yarham, Ivor Manley, Michael Wride, Thomas Flynn
