The Geraldine Fibbers
"Butch"

>>>CALIFORNIA TUFFY
A ball of light comes down to bite me on the ass, the legs, the breasts.
I'm falling from my nest, my earth, my pride, are laughing from inside.
My eyes are closed, and I'm dripping like a rose.
A nickel, a dime, you find, still rolling on the ground.
You found a pearl in a strange and tangled girl.
You laid her down and her face screwed up your mind.
It's all a dream that is bursting at the seams.
In tortoise, in shell, in hell, you’ll find me on my back.
I crack, once more. Yes I am just a tart, a heart on stilts.
Pick the flower and it will wilt, to die in bliss, for a greedy lovers’ kiss.
Old palm trees sway in the breeze, lick my lips, I’ll be alone forever.
You will never get my heart.

>>>TOY BOX
Less is not more take cover the end is near dont walk thanks alot bleeding
me. My shell on top of your knotty fist with a speculum shoved up my cunt,
after hours. Take solace my love in the little things: red droplets wet
eyelashes and money. That's the way it goes, I shot my baby.
It has to be love.
For one lousy minute she felt like a queen.
I stand here naked at attention. Is this my only skill?
I fucked my first fruit today, lousy lay.
I asked my daddy for a quarter he gave me twenty-five cents
and a kiss for good luck.
Daddy, what can I do to make you stop crying? I been wanderin' the canned
fruit isle wondering what I can do to make you smile. Jesus only knows.
In time I'll grow too big and old to help you with your strange hurt. But
right now I'm a school girl learning exactly what I was put on this earth
for.
For one lousy minute she felt like a queen.
Should the smart little girl tell a story or a lie with her eyes on the toy,
she's a tomboy in the mirror. Watch her as she changes. See how she grows.
Her cells are re-arrangin'. She'll need a womans cloths. What are these ugly
changes? Jesus only knows...

>>>I KILLED THE COOKOO
With your pussy lite feather flight lonely
hour later I killed the cuckoo
the clock is dead once and for all
till the next time I run in with you
doesn't her smile smack of starvation
her legs outstretched towards her salvation
in a word it's suicide like everything else
no no no no baby doll
don't take no for an answer baby doll
take your pill and wash it down with perfume
I'm in bed ready to be exumed
got a strong true heart blue heart baby smart
lay me lower than I prayed for sweety heart
in the end you crash into a milk truck
I can see it in the tea leaves you're fucked

>>>TRASHMAN IN FURS
Lay down Rosey. It's The blue and the orange time,
a water and a twist of lime.
I had so much to tell you.
I raced through the sky to touch you for the last time.
So much to tell you, I raced through the sky
to whisper a message into your morphine drip.
Not a dark boy a sparkle and a mark boy making cake
out of trashcan afterthoughts.
Death is a spinster, mortally whacking the funny boys
' till their not laughing anymore.
Don't cry don't cry don't cry don't cry
I'm havin fun drivin' I'm ridin' ridin' ridin'
a place with no pain no tears no art no ears no cars
no need for you to cry for me don't cry for me
they're here for me no need for you to cry.

>>>SWIM BACK TO ME
Won't you look inside and see what's inside a girl like me?
Rivers of blood pour from my eyes, your careless heart I do despise.
Floating in a dunce cap revelry, good morning on the bright blue sea.
Look at all the peaches waving from the shore. Another taste of honey to kill
or to ignore. Forget me so fine, but don't forget how willing was I.
Swim back to me.
Your sunken pearls adorn the depths where your body rests
within the hands of fish and sand.
Looking down I see your face reflected in the waves,
touched upon by the rippleing grace of a watery grave.
Your hand holds up a pretty shell. I'm ringing like a firebell.
Swim back to me.
A lover's hand combs through the sand.
She finds a most imperfect pearl--just like her world.
Swim back to me.

>>>SEVEN OR IN 10
Talk to me a little more. Talk to me with those lips pretty pink
make me sink into your eyes, tell me another lie
Take everything I am. Take it for your own take my home
take my beautiful wife, you’d love to take my life
Not so fast fucker. I gotta little trick for you
I can split in two or in seven or in 10 little friends, on which I can depend
We told you not to touch the door. We told you not to try to get
inside our head or in our bed, you wanna own this dish
so you can eat it any time you wish
Not so fast fucker.

>>>FOLKS LIKE ME
Don’t cry when I say goodbye love
my hearts want to remain what I’ve become
but I feel your little hands tremblin
cuz you know the love we shared is nearly done
and I'm goin back to the place where
folks like me are from
my people won’t forget me
they'll kill me if I try to fight
there's just no word for this where I come from
I was a trusted servant a noble scientist
but now a fugitive lover's what I’ve become
and I’m goin back to the place where
folks like me are from
I told you from the start that I was not what I appeared
but one look in your eyes and I loved you
my plans were corrupted by your sweet fingertips
I never meant to fall in love
so goodbye to laughter and kisses
goodbye to your belly and your tongue
back home I'll soon forget just what bliss is
and it don't seem fair
but I’m goin back to the place
back to my own race
you won’t have to live life on the run
I’m goin back to the place where
folks like me are from.

>>>PET ANGEL
The moon is so full, an owl winks just once,
you offer to dance with me.
You cradle my body in safety and warmth
and a sweet wind blows through the trees.
Step to a one and a two and a three,
step to a four, five and six.
Swing your little girl three times on her love
and your lover picks up sticks.
To you, to you, your love sticks to you,
like you wished for a million times.
The skies are parting, the clouds fill with rain
and a lonesome church bell chimes.
The rain cracks the sky like tears of joy,
the rain makes mischief in her hair.
Your love needs a comb, won’t you please take me home
for a towel and some dry things are there.
I tripped in my chill, got a hand from ol’ Bill,
the man with the porcupine face.
You grabbed my little wrist and you gave it a kiss,
You said, "Old Bill'd never take your place."
To you, to you, straight home to you,
take her to your spot on the map.
Give a taste of your love and a taste of your strap,
give her someone to answer to.
You are my sunshine, I pull the drapes shut tight,
It's curtains for you, goodbye.
The cat's in the bag, the bag's in the river,
the river makes me cry.
Your hands, my heart, what’s so hard about that?
Nothin 'cept I can't be your wife.
I loved that boy till death do us part,
'till the evening I took his life.
To you, to you, straight up to you,
into your charitable hands.
Take care of him Jesus, I know you'll do what's best,
lay his wicked soul to rest.
Take care of him, Jesus, I know you'll do what's best,
lay his wicked soul to rest.

>>>BUTCH
Pretty child your eyelashes whippin through the rain,
wishin you were waterproofed.
Wishin' you could prove that pretty place in a little box inside.
The black streamin down your cheeks. Stay out stay back stay black
kitty cat black pushin thirty-five under an answer blanket.
Pretty child your eyelashes.
The boy is a bird, the boy is a bird. The boy is a bird, the boy is always
a much prettier bird than any old girl bird.
He took his time in the mirror this mornin.
Shades of light green, deep blue,
and just a touch of rouge. It's funny how easy it is to lose,
and all you're left with is chaos and a dirty face.
Look at me I'm far from home, testing the waters, with a broken wing.
I’m weightless. Underwater I can fly. Underwater I can fly.
The boy is a bird...
Just take your time baby. You don’t have to be rushin around.
Go on in the bathroom and wash your face dear, you look puffy.

>>>ARROW TO MY DRUNKEN EYE
Theives and sweet things all come this way. Anyone is welcome until the break
of day. Don't be caught with your nightie mussed and if you are questioned,
don't tell them,
don't tell them what we've discussed.
I look under my bed no monsters are there.
I still have hands and a head so it's been a good day.
Been a good day so I say my prayers, I say my prayers.
Don't rescue me, I'm fine right where I am...
I'm censor. I'm optic. I'm a lake at high noon, glittering ripple rip open
cocoon.

>>>THE DWARF SONG
They lay me down in a boat like a swan.
The fairies serve me tea in a buttercup – and I'm gone...
We float in her. Her wings are clipped.
But she swims so good, our fine swan ship – and I dip into her eyes...
I found a reason to live today.
My clumsy hands are full of grace.
I make them dance in the strangest place – they fall down.
The trees bow their sleepy heads.
Their flowers drip into my bed – and I touch them to my cheek...


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