Strange Famous

Eskimo kiss, never miss, we never miss
The world is cold outside, and dry on the inside
You walk the same path round this haunted house
That any stupid old ghost could walk
I was tanked up on wine, swinging
My fists into doors that opened the wrong way
The scars on your arm alarm me
But they dont make you deep

You kissed me by the mantlepiece
My arms were folded, the clock was too noisy
Much too noisy to think. My fists were clenched ready
For ghosts or vampire dead
But all of that night, all we heard was
Ugly piano music, played spastically.

The patterns in your eyes look like diamonds
Look like the back of a snake, your kiss
Was like radio static, turned all the way up
Like a burning, fizzing, hissing, biting hole
Right in the centre of things.
My steps are unsteady, but the songs that made you cry
Just make me feel colder than I was.
I'll stand up to anything, anyone
Except the weaker part of me.

You can find me in the old bathroom
On the seventh floor
The carpet is drenched with scorpions
But you can avoid them by stepping on old books
All the way up here. Haunted hotels
Haunted bungalows, the only places that are fitting
For a love like this
For a love like ours
Between two sharp edged hearts.

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"Do not tell lies, and do not do what you hate,
for all things are plain in the sight of Heaven. For nothing
hidden will not become manifest, and nothing covered will remain
without being uncovered."

The Gospel of Thomas