I Killed the Cuckoo
With your pussy lite feather flight lonely
Hour later I killed the cuckoo
The clock is dead once and for all
Till the next time I run in with you
Doesn't her smile smack of starvation
Her legs outstretched towards her salvation
In a word it's suicide like everything else
No no no no baby doll
Don't take no for an answer baby doll
Take your pill and wash it down with perfume
I'm in bed ready to be exhumed
You might think I hate you
Got a strong true heart blue heart baby smart
Lay me lower than I prayed for sweety heart
In the end you crash into a milk truck
I can see it in the tea leaves you're fucked.
Doesn't her smile smack of starvation
Her legs outstretched towards her salvation
In a word it's suicide like everything else
You might think I hate you
Doesn't her smile smack of starvation
Her legs outstretched towards her salvation
In a word it's suicide like everything else
With your pussy lite feather flight lonely
Hour later I killed the cuckoo
Writer/s: Carla Bozulich / Kevin Fitzgerald / William Tutton
