Sage Francis Lyrics
Come Come now (Ending with "Mermaids are sea Sluts" Segment) (90.3 Wriu)

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(verse) Let me rub my back against the notches on
your bedpost scratch these afterthoughts off my
flesh and shed ghosts My head's close to your
closet door. I've got the glass to my ear. My nose
is in your business I smell something fishy here.
I hear bones rattling. Poems battling for space
and time Phones that'll ring when I make judgement
calls with pick-up lines Sexual hang-ups leave me
waiting nude and while alone It just gets
aggrivating masterbatingto a dial tone. I'm the
home to run-away trains of thought My one track
mind is a collision inter-course where victim's
cross, Bedroom eyes...uncross their legs exposing
inner thighs I disrobe and show my most convincing
disguise. I've lived so many lives each death has
left my face scarred Hid so many lies under my
breath that I can't face God Dig into my mind deep
enough you'll find a graveyard I get nervous
bodies will resurface every time it rains hard

"Don't cry, girl." Let me outline your
short comings While my world is full of them and
they're all in the long runnings It's all fun and
games. It's all done in vane. It's all a ----ing
shame I ain't the one but I'm the one to complain?

I'm the one to come home.Compare.Contrast.Come
fast Make love to the present, fuck the past Make
love to the present, fuck the past.Nothing lasts
Don't you dare worry about the morning aftermath
(yeah!)

Don't you love how much you paid for your
education? (yeah) Don't you love your job and
spending every day there? (yeah) Don't you love
your girl? You have such a healthy relationship.
(yeah) Don't you love having that break-up sex,
that make-up sex? (yeah)

(verse) Taking an acid bath, pissing on the shower
curtain The gal just laughs and starts dissing my
towel turban I had to ask if she knew how to
listen now I'm certain Now my task is just to get
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up in her like I was a surgeon! I'm a virgin who
makes exceptions at sunset My dirty skin gets
cleansed by the summer sweat "Self, have some
respect! I don't need you new and clean But I
don't want the procedure routine!" A screw
machine!with a few bolts loose.robot response
touch tone Hair trigger, happy-go-lucky emotion
monger wants a love poem Run home.dip into your
closet and jump bones Your secret admirer's stuck
higher up and he's unknown. Looking down on
you.can you bare the burden?my ears are hurting I
found a few gears are turning With squeaky
wheels.they get the grease cuz its a damn nuisance
Understand the blueprints for our mechanical
movements. It never ran smooth since we abused the
Earth Grabbed a hand full of pubics and removed
the turf Refused its worth, we lose our shirts.she
assumed the worst And needed proof of birth? I'm
leaving this universe.

It seems doomed and cursed.see if you come first
then come fast Come here.Come
back.Compare.Contrast
Complain.Constrain.Constantly ask, Complicated
questions contain scientific answers in your flask
Condone.Condemn.Come home.Come friend
Confuse.Common issues.Condelude.Comprehend
Carma.Chameleon.Come again? Continue to come in
you.Come to daddy.Condescend Come and bring us
(Confidence). Cunnilingus (Compliments) Come to
thank us went from guilty conscienceness to common
sense Calm down.Complete.Compound.Come eat Our
Common ground meat from man-made concrete Come to
the street.Conquer the weak.Come to terms with
coming last Make love to the present, fuck the
past Make love to the present, fuck the
past.Nothing lasts Don't you dare worry about the
morning aftermath. (yeah!)

Don't you wanna take a shower with me? Clean me
up. (yeah) Kill yourself...while you're still
alive (Kill yourself) while you're still alive
while you're still alive. (3X)

See when you put a shell to your ear, it is not
the sound of crashing waves that you're hearing.
It's the amplified current of your own bloodstream
It was your self-pulse that created that
post-human illusion of me. Your tireless heart
pumping out an ocean of lies and I foolishly tried
filling impossible shoes resulting in my stumbling
as I fell into the trap of making a woman my
element. Now I just can't get comfortable being
out of you...



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