Foot Foot Typhoid Mary
oh, on the island of brothers
a prisoner of her veins
blood running round poison bones
runs just the same
and oh sister, that's sorrow miming pain
love so blind there is nothing to find
but much to be gained
oh Virginia i called you
to paint your wooden skys
laced your big city secrets
with small town lies
and i won't cull
the cotton from the wool
long distance call with your face to the wall
it's hard on the eyes
to look for you tonight
go back to the island of brothers
wait for your blood to turn
stale hosts mold in the corner
redeeming the dirt
oh Virginia your mind will leave you first
it's a hard rule of piss and stool
pull up the covers smile and drool
on the island of brothers
the greatest of fools crowns you
