Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Mouth and eyes and heart all bleed and run in
Songs about happiness murmured in dreams
Screaming like this in the hole of sincerity
You with photographs pictues of trickery
In deep the holding up on bended knees the
Oh I miss the kiss of treachery the aching kiss
To the heart of the bone again round and round
Glass of the roof through the roof of your mouth