Severed Heads - Goodbye Tonsils lyrics

Taken from Walt Whitman's "Song of Myself", from _Leaves of Gra**_) 1 You there, impotent, loose in the knees Open your scarf'd chops till I blow grit within you Spread your palms and lift the flaps of your pockets I am not to be denied... Mine is no callous shell I have instant conductors all over me [repeat 1] 2 I merely stir, press, feel with my fingers ... And that's about as much as I can stand ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- End of city. Slab. Horror file -- Dave Watson, Severed Heads Liberation Front (Re-release the _Stretcher_ ep!) Frezier Balzoff (Ottawa), Ontario, Canada Email--aj153@Freenet. Carleton. Ca "A man is measured by the depth of his anger."--Eddie "Everyone in this room is wearing a uniform, and don't kid yourself!"--Zappa