He likes the way how the dog whispers;
“This is the finest dinner that I’ve ever had”
So he catches flies and breaks their backs gently
And ti’s no wonder why he knows we’re coming home
It’s just a new mistake
Don’t bother it won’t hold
If you don’t save the list
Engraved with this thick blooded bliss
That writhes into your head
Swollen with this tangled plot line
Thought to put me on
He likes the way he can’t listen
With all these objects shining bright in his eyes
But he ought to know this big red box living
Won’t stare out what soul is left for us to fasten
It’s just a new mistake
Don’t bother it won’t hold
If you don’t save the list
Engraved with this thick blooded bliss
That writhes into your head
Swollen with this tangled plot line
Thought to put me on