The Carriage Town Clinic
(专辑: God, Forgive These Bastards: Songs From The Forgotten Life Of Henry Turner - 2012)
Wet paint, cold tiles, white bed, bright fluorescent lights like Diamonds. Like scalpels Like the
doctors in the
hallway there. My keeper in his white coat at the
doorway My little clear plastic cup Look at the
faces Look at the
faces as they walk down the
hall to the
small common room Look at Alex in his bathrobe, crying and rocking back and forth on the
ground He's crazy. Fucking batshit. But he's alright in small doses My fingers now trembling like earthquakes Now the
people start appearing and the
room starts filling with Flies that blot out the
diamonds on the
ceiling And the
walls all breaking. Their mouths now gnashing, biting, and screaming Thick flesh in their mouths coming out without a
sound My keeper in his white coat at the
doorway My little clear plastic cup He asks me with a
smile, "What's the
score today, champ?" before the
lights go out at night My people are coming to get me My people are coming to release me My people, they are coming, they are coming to get me My people will come to release me