well your mother was there to protect you your papa was there to provide so how in the world did the excellent baby wind up in this hotel so broken inside you lie on your bed in the midnight darkly listening to every sound watching the shadows for anything moving and hoping they don't come around
'cause it's dog eat dog and it's cat and mouse it's watch your step and cross yourself and get back in the house and it's do or die it's push and shove because everybody's hungry and there isn't quite enough
that's right, we're talkin' about the good life in the foodchain love among the ruins i guess that you've finally got to accept that there's nothing you can do about it it's kind of like carving the turkey it's kind of like mowing the lawn: everything gets to this certain dimension winds up on a customer's plate and then gone