The Month After lyrics

Song information

Artist: The Legendary Pink Dots
Album: The Golden Age

Lyrics

Under the table and down in the pit with out plastic
Potatoes and joe-joe the dove on the spit. on the
Spoons you made rhythm; I whistled the blues cos
My throats been misused and my voice is a crack in
The tar. in the jar is a tablet they sent in the post
With a pamphlet. with an order; "take this when the
Pain gets too much!" I confess I feel nothing at all . .
I'm bored and you're bald, but I laughed when you
Called me the snail. my red trail runs behind me
I'm guilty, no secrets. you're not such a picture
Yourself--but your brown eyes I know so very well
They're sadder and wiser; we've finally been
Through it all. now our time's slowly ticking away
Do you think there's a heaven? [ backwards: I feel nothing at
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