Rainmakers Siamese Twins
(B. Walkenhorst) This is the story of siamese twins Where one fellow stops and another one begins Joined at the head and the finger and the toe With two completely separate vascular-cardio Systems going on underneath one skin This is the story of siamese twins This is the story of siamese twins How a man can be two places at once When he's home with his lover he's away Viewing through a two-way mirror Everything's skewing into distorted visions Of women-for-men Coke-bottle lenses for the siamese twins This is the story of the double-life How you can take one love Make her your wife Yet hold onto this image of a fantasty world Where every woman looks like a teenage girl And thin is to die for, age is sin Hate yourself, suggested the siamese twins This is the story of the two-headed coin With a flip-flop double-drop triple-goocher going Try matching wits with yourself someday Stare yourself down without looking away Rock-paper-scissors, take it on the chins Siamese twins
