Mechanical Poet Bubble Bath
Another day of shameful living's
Coming to an end
Twelve hours of jests and hurting words
That Mickey's used to stand
A daily dose of cruel gibes
A sorrow's set in emerald eyes
Who the hell needs such a being
When the dying looks so nice?
Pleasant smell of bubbles bath
Slow, slow, slow, slow down your breath
Let the life flow out of veins
Do you really think it's gonna ease your pains?
A nagging hurt of dirty pranks
Is tearing her apart
How could they all be so unkind
And stab her in the heart?
Sweet-scented foam is getting red
While scarlet drops are dripping
A final whiff of Mary Jane
Before a long and quiet sleeping
Pleasant smell of bubbles bath
Slow, slow, slow, slow down your breath
Let the life flow out of veins
Do you really think it's gonna ease your pains?
"How could you all be so unkind?
How could you be so unkind?
How could you all be so blind
And make me live that way?"
Pleasant smell of bubbles bath
Slow, slow, slow, slow down your breath
Let the life flow out of veins
Do you really think it's gonna ease your pains?
