Marry-Me-Round

The setting sun.

A halo of lust and

Ultra-violent fun.

Marry-Me-Round

The rising moon.

A shadow of fear

And a whisper of truth.

Marry-Me-Round

Things unsaid.

A dance for the mourners and

A song for the dead.

Marry-Me-Round

A wall adorned with saints.

Sister Double-Happiness…

Delivered from grace.

Marry-Me-Round

The priests with their hoods.

A box of sharp objects and

Filthy damaged goods.

Marry-Me-Round

This suicide stage.

The pocketknife,

The turbine blade.

Marry-Me-Round

The carousel.

Some parlor music and

A clear view to hell.

Marry-Me-Round

The gender-bender scenery.

Prick my skin and

Rush me straight to the infirmary.

Marry-Me-Round

This razor blade romance.

As it all falls to pieces we'll

Sing and bloody well dance.

Marry-Me-Round

The skyscraper towers.

Tonic and gin and

Bloodbath showers.

- - -

This is a waste of space and time,

This is a mess of paper and rhyme.

Lines and spaces and ugly fucking faces,

Oh so beauties and bullshit graces.

Marry-Me-Round, Merry-Go-Round…

We all fucking fall down.