Parts - Ohmme

My bloody Mary had arrived and so I bent into the pain

He can’t believe all the distortions I put my body in

Like an acrobat and banshee decided to inhabit

The same fleshy husk and it’s my job to stand it

A fly with a vengeance kept landing like a dancer

He must have had a grudge for some dead ancestor

I smashed last summer in a fit of rage

I don’t like little things touching my face

Just on a bush like the ladies you see in French museums

Taxidermied humans you really ought to see 'em

Full of stuffing and potatoes, they’re really good at pointing

At righteous apparitions ripe for anointing

Someone hit a high note and it pushed up all my hairs

And I love me some earrings but I’m doomed to have no pairs

We were hot for a minute like two boiled eggs

And at times I want to crush the ceiling in between my legs

I’m in a mood I’m in a mood I’m in a mood

Til you flatten out the body beneath the dirt lying in the tub

Til you can’t stop the penny smell no matter how you scrub

It thaws out all your fur until you’re feelin silky smooth

I’m in a mood I’m in a mood