[00:01.02]Baby's ball is all blood red of flayed pigs
[00:05.82]
[00:06.53]And silk soft little things
[00:08.69]
[00:09.85]Fill a house hung from strings
[00:12.12]
[00:13.32]And I fly out on my silver scissoring wings
[00:19.13]
[00:20.12]With the other sardines
[00:23.39]Over cities of things mommies need
[00:27.54]
[00:30.39]Light as gas and half-assedly free
[00:34.70]
[00:37.20]Like I was in nineteen ninety three
[00:42.42]
[00:43.98]Over the ruins like we're staggering apes
[00:48.37]
[00:49.34]What we get's what we take
[00:51.70]
[00:52.64]In a split open place where a man can get kinged
[00:58.49]
[00:59.52]In a palace of panic and flames
[01:03.82]
[01:04.68]Where nobody gets blamed by the tired
[01:10.11]And broke down and beat
[01:13.18]
[01:14.92]In sunken gardens where there was a street
[01:20.57]
[01:24.92]West over water I rambled and paced
[01:29.51]
[01:30.44]And the blood river raced like the sweat down my face
[01:36.10]
[01:37.29]And the stadium roared and the warriors embraced
[01:43.54]
[01:44.22]And the golden shore groaned beneath the weight of my tastes
[01:50.89]And I blazed in the last orange hours of the day
[01:59.06]
[02:01.31]Until the dust hazed and hid us away
[02:06.06]
[02:08.19]Little baby be brave
[02:10.63]
[02:11.35]I see your dad riding over the rise
[02:19.99]
[02:22.07]Crashing his whole cavalcade through the crowd
[02:26.75]Watch them run on all sides
[02:36.81]
[02:55.60]The neon white branches
[02:57.22]
[02:58.04]And the carrion fly
[03:00.31]
[03:01.25]On a congressman's eye
[03:03.68]
[03:04.66]I have wrapped up for you in some old autumn leaves
[03:10.86]
[03:11.60]And left under a rock out on rockaway beach beneath the trees
[03:20.32]
[03:21.92]I have laughed my best hiss to the whistling breeze
[03:27.62]
[03:28.77]There's a hole in my throat
[03:31.29]
[03:31.93]You can note my last wheeze if you need
[03:36.20]
[03:39.04]Then take hold of the rope
[03:42.12]And down we scream
[03:46.10]