Rattlesnake

Singing in the slaughter house
 Skinny silhouette, with a clarinet
 Seducing with a strychnine smile
 Succulent display, what a shame
 Sixty something suicides are six feet underground
 Somehow they're allured, what a smorgasbord
 I know it's rude to stare
 But your eyes they mesmerize me and your tail moves so gracefully
 I know it's sad to lose
 But your kisses are so potent that I'm lying here with no breath left to use
 Sitting in a stack of skulls
 The have-nots and the weak have become antiques
 Strangling the stratosphere
 Siberia to Spain
 Such a silly game for you
 Shallow dens with sidewalk vendors slipping through the sand
 Somehow we were faked by a rattlesnake
 I know it's rude to stare
 But your eyes they mesmerize me and your tail moves so gracefully
 I know it's sad to lose
 But your kisses are so potent that I'm lying here with no breath left to use
 I know it's rude to stare
 But your eyes they mesmerize me and your tail moves so gracefully
 I know it's sad to lose
 But you're kisses are so potent that I'm lying here with no breath left to use