Can I ask you a question?
It’s not a very difficult one…
Dignify me with the responsible response
Color me gold color your hair bright blue…
I’m not asking a lot from you…
You’re too soft spoken
You’re too soft spoken
Let’s get right to the matter let’s cut to the chase
I know I’m an ugly blemish on your inhuman race
Let’s talk about how I destroyed your two-story place…
At least that’s your story…
I said I’d query a question or maybe two
What’s with the canine-style butterfly tattoo?
Oh but it looks just wonderful on a magical you
You’re deep like a blue ocean or church pew
Talk a little louder
Let’s get right to the matter let’s cut to the chase
I’m a little sadder now that you’ve lost your taste
I see here a pattern easy to trace
More like a spider web…
Did I say you’re a derelict and a freak?
What part of your perfect body have you pierced this week?
Inside your hollow shell I’d like to take a peek…
Random holes and inkblots paint a picture deep
The more I see of the outside
The less I sense on the inside
Who’s your interior decorator, I think they missed a spot
Who’s the intellectual stimulator, wow she’s hot
A mental invigorator, still just an inkblot
Prestidigitator, I’m not
originally, this song had an Irish lilt to the faster second half and was to be instrumental...a couple of angst-ridden binges later and some arguments about the value of tattoos and piercings, some angry lyrics found their way to the song
the instrumental beginning to this was written a long time before and was called "introspection"...we tagged it to the beginning as an opposite feel for the angry end
the subdued guitar riffs under the verses are some of my favorites to play