Who are You? Why are you here? You were not invited Your methods are unclear. Why do you interrupt our dinner? Can't you see that you're
How can we search for an ox foot in box When we keep slipping on these Goddamned rocks Let's use the sacred Shroud of Turin to clean the shit off
I'm so sorry ox For the verbal haranguings From now on my demeanor Will be ch-ch-ch-anging "I accept your apology. We are friends again.
You can stay at the Charles Mansion when there is no room at the Inn. A feast of friends, the Best of Tension You've lost your virginity again
She likes to talk about her dad and all the different jobs he had And all the times he turned to her and said someday you'll be a mother Mother
Here it is The thugs must have dropped it How lucky for us We would have stopped at nothing To get the box with your foot in it But luckily
And from her eyes came a sudden Real eyes Asian This must be about her waking up To a morning dusted with lies and misnomers About tiny camps
Tarla walks down the hall And when she walks, sometimes she falls. Tarla makes it whenever she can And she listens to the flesh in her bag.
I just stood there and stared her straight in the eye and with a little smile I just stood there smiling staring right at her eyes Because she
I've never seen this shroud so clean Did you use bleach? I mean, I don't know what to say. Thank you Man, Thank you Ox, I will help you
She stood at the door with a box full of trash. She asked me my name so I paid her in cash. She said she was lonely and I didn't care. Her face
Girl: "Oooooh..... I'm scared"
Our trip from Tustin to the Bronx Was very nice We took a train I sat next to the woman who coughed She was very sick She'll die soon
I'm being chased by an Ox I'm out of his sight But I've got to keep running. When opportunity knocks don't put up a fight Take it...
She remembers her childhood She remembers the Ox With teddy bears and underwears and fourteen pairs of jeans But she's all grown up now
I'd kick him if I had a foot "Be quiet ox, you're doing good."
I know now what I chase The back yard has escaped me I do not fear the doughy man, the mower, Oxen, sheep, or lamb My breakfast nears It
We got here quick With help from God He's not so bad For that we're glad He did his part To help find the foot That's so very, very
