Alice, wheres your tongue?
she said, look in the encyclopedias ceaseless chatter.
Alice, wheres your hair?
she said, look in the sharp of a well-worn butterfly knife.
Alice, wheres your teeth?
she said, look at the piano. theyre dangling from every single chord.
Alice, wheres your lips?
look in the empires roaring the tyrants getting so loud and boring.
Alice, wheres your man?
look in this black eye written like the o in the word goodbye.
Alice, wheres your house?
its built on the hush of your favorite records screeching halt.
Alice, wheres your clothes?
theyll be sweet sheets around your eyes when street boars eat you alive!
Alice, wheres your swans?
flying in hotel rooms stealing stereos.
mister the skys a contortionist.
the streets are skipping records blaring hiss.
camouflage, camouflage.
the citys draped in camouflage.
the taxis are jaguars throwing fits.
subways are subterranean bullets.
camouflage, camouflage.
the citys draped in camouflage.
cant you see the sidewalks are just snakes peeling off last years skin?
cant you find your own face shining in the skys false reflection?
wheres your voice?
wheres your dress?
wheres your bones?
draped in camouflage.
wheres your beach?
wheres your sky?
wheres your clouds?
draped in camouflage.
and she says give me one good reason not to empty the heart of all its zeros and ones,
not to smash that telecaster before it births a thousand useless slums.
love bit you in the throat while you were staring at the sea.
all the girls in Montreal are smashing skateboards in the street.
its 4am and shes at your door with a suitcase, in a nightgown.
we slip through mansions with fences full-grown.
we slip through streetlights in crooked rows.
I saw the sky split in two: one half jealous and one half cruel.
I felt my chest cave in under a pile of synthetic grins.
the fields are day-glo under sobbing rainbows dragged through filthy thoughts,
false applause and camouflage.
I couldnt see the solar system,
it was camouflaged as a tape loop repeating.
I couldnt see the glorious meadow,
it was camouflaged as a smashed stain glass window.
I couldnt see the love and affection,
it was camouflaged as a jungle of erections.
I couldnt see the skeletal lightning,
it was camouflaged as a young machete.
Alice, wheres your tongue?
she said, look in the encyclopedias ceaseless chatter.
Alice, wheres your hair?
she said, look in the sharp of a well-worn butterfly knife.
Alice, wheres your teeth?
she said, look at the piano. theyre dangling from every single chord.
Alice, wheres your lips?
look in the empires roaring the tyrants getting so loud and boring.
Alice, wheres your man?
look in this black eye written like the o in the word goodbye.
Alice, wheres your house?
its built on the hush of your favorite records screeching halt.
Alice, wheres your clothes?
theyll be sweet sheets around your eyes when street boars eat you alive!
Alice, wheres your swans?
flying in hotel rooms stealing stereos.
mister the skys a contortionist.
the streets are skipping records blaring hiss.
camouflage, camouflage.
the citys draped in camouflage.
the taxis are jaguars throwing fits.
subways are subterranean bullets.
camouflage, camouflage.
the citys draped in camouflage.
cant you see the sidewalks are just snakes peeling off last years skin?
cant you find your own face shining in the skys false reflection?
wheres your voice?
wheres your dress?
wheres your bones?
draped in camouflage.
wheres your beach?
wheres your sky?
wheres your clouds?
draped in camouflage.
and she says give me one good reason not to empty the heart of all its zeros and ones,
not to smash that telecaster before it births a thousand useless slums.
love bit you in the throat while you were staring at the sea.
all the girls in Montreal are smashing skateboards in the street.
its 4am and shes at your door with a suitcase, in a nightgown.
we slip through mansions with fences full-grown.
we slip through streetlights in crooked rows.
I saw the sky split in two: one half jealous and one half cruel.
I felt my chest cave in under a pile of synthetic grins.
the fields are day-glo under sobbing rainbows dragged through filthy thoughts,
false applause and camouflage.
I couldnt see the solar system,
it was camouflaged as a tape loop repeating.
I couldnt see the glorious meadow,
it was camouflaged as a smashed stain glass window.
I couldnt see the love and affection,
it was camouflaged as a jungle of erections.
I couldnt see the skeletal lightning,
it was camouflaged as a young machete.