“You don’t know the half of it. [laughs] They share a body, but couldn’t be more different of mind. Lila adores me. Cura doesn’t believe in love.”
I'd seen the painting on your tent, but the artist was no Van Rijn1
First time in the flesh, I thought I misplaced my spine
We were angels altogether2, floating through the days
Laughing at the looks, conjoined twins and my bloody face 3
You think I only love you, 'cause I always love the saddest things
But you're the ones who keep on singing, "our lives are all steam and springs."
So I'll bite the heads of someone, while you sing for the crowds
We must have mattered somehow, to make you scream so loud
For me at least it was more, than often requited lust
If we are machines as you say, it’s with you I'd like to rust
You fought through and around me, and yet I miss it now
As the calm is slow expanding, faint but relentless somehow
1 For some reason, people only know painter Rembrandt Van Rijn’s first name.
2 Old figure of speech for being intoxicated.
3 A sideshow ‘Geek’ was an act where a person, usually falsely, portrayed themselves as an unintelligent wild man. These acts often involved biting the heads off live chickens.
from Island of the Dolls,
released November 22, 2014
Lyrics S w/ N, Music S & N P
S - Main vocals, guitars, organ, synth & samples
N - Bass, backup vocals & zils
P - Drums
Queen Raj & Rakhi Baby Bear - backup vocals
Brown Chicken - as herself
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