It was the insulting season
I was paraded, displayed
He was berated, slagged
She does only what she can
I love the love thing with all my bones
I am dwarfed, i am the draff
The pliable is the professional
It is the downward nod versus
The lazy lazer eyes
Stanley says that living life to the full is an
Art form
He is replenished and wears suits
I am jerry-built, we are in cahoots
I see irony and then cross it out
I see that all my friends are featherweights
I see that all my friends are in the clean room
One imitates the sounds that keeps the callers calling
These are the weekends that weep
These are the smiles that ache jaws
This magnolia is mine with which to paint and to sing
To sing...and...
And i would if i could but i can't so i won't