Laos Lyrics

Hannah Marcus Laos

He was a pretty boy
Stayed at our house
He took his girlfriend and
They went off to Laos
They took a photo there
Of his heart

Some things you should never see
Some things you should never see
Some things you should never see
But there they are
But there they are

At the last supper sits
Jesus Christ
Beneath his disciples fits
Some device
Holding double A batteries
On the side

And the halo circling round his head
Twinkle on and off in red
As he holds up a piece of bread
And rolls his eyes
Rolls his eyes

How could that poet state?
Such a phrase
"Never look an angel straight
In the face?"

He knows they like to wait
In the strangest places
Motel rooms, pharmacies
Photographs, batteries

Some things you should never see
Some things
Some things you should never see
But hey -
You see them anyway
Anyway