The Irish Front Chicago Typewriter Lyrics

The farmer stands
Proud of his tornado.
Tentacles and all,
Owls pressed through key holes
And children tangled into cob webs.

My stomach speaks to me in foreign languages
And my abdominals have become artwork!

Extra, extra, read all about it.

I have been holding.

My breath since birth
And armageddon is in a math textbook.

Bodies built from invincible bears.
Our bodies built from invincible bears.
Your body is built from invincible bears.

My hands have kept me awake all night,
All night.

My daughter found you
Half eaten by concrete
Projecting cannonballs
And burying the anchors.

Were all siamese twins
With our torsoes convereged
And with your legs dangling.

Donate your arms.

Donate your arms
With your legs dangling.

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