Written/Produced/Performed by Kai Straw


When Donnie and The Supremes
were playing at Slim's
Donnie overdosed
Maybe choked on vomit
either way
Donnie died
And his replacement grabbed the microphone
and the crowd knew no difference
singing 'Donnie died'

Another shot of gasoline
Another hit of mescaline
A red eyed sack of bones
in the mirror, staring at me, I'm Capone
I'm Napoleon
I'm a Goddess
I'm folding in
to my goneness
Noticing my imperfections
my pours, the feeling of my flesh, it's
bizarre, I'm far away
A voyeur to myself in my body

I'm Loki and the behemoth
The four horsemen to heathens
Beelzebub to your Jesus
Christ to Ephesians
The boulder to Sisyphus
The sculptor of misfits
The woman in Da Vinci
The perversion in Kinsey
A musician and a joke
to the simple and the bloke
Cursing his soul
in a bathroom before a show

What is forgotten and remembered?
Or taken beyond life like myth's in december
The gift of remembrance is removed when we end, it
takes along with it, the recognition of your family
friends faces, your first kiss, and restless
night's when 20 something contemplating death and
every depressing moment will be forgotten
when you're mind turns dark and your skin goes rotten
I can't predict the reaper
Like Brutas, Ceaser
I fear 80 years of boredom
Not car crashes or becoming cancerous


from To Pearl Whitney, From Howland Grouse In Loathing, released September 6, 2012



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