I was a young shit just like every kid
To an adult who had learned to swim in a toilet bowl
We could grow the size of the sea on an isle of debris
And only when the house is flushed would it finally be complete
The mind rejects the body but the mind is not in charge
It's the body that's the person while the mind is still at large
It corresponds through space to alien race
That does that have the health of your material self in mind
To them the nectar of your life ferments a sweet and exotic spice
That makes their nights trapped alone in their self/cell ship seem twice as nice
Or maybe you'll be a gem and grow to be like one of them
And you'll never have to go alone into the dark when you sleep at night
Yes you'll always be the light that will visit us each night
I was seacow who learned to seek out
The blood from the blade of the boat that had broke my back
It was a vampire's evil empire
And I only learned to sing when it squeezed my throat
A bonafide New Jersey garage rock ripper from Francie Moon plunges fearlessly into the murky depths of psychedelia and blues. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 14, 2022