Song Against Sex

And the first one tore a picture
 Of a dead and hanging man
 Who was kissing foreign fishes
 That flew right out from his hands
 And when I put my arms around him
 Felt the blushing blood run through my cheeks
 And an eeriness surrounded
 When his tongue began to speak
 And he said, "Oh, boy, you are so pretty
 Enough to wrap tight in rice-paper string"
 And when I finally kissed him
 The whole world began to ring
 Lost like a bell that's tipping over
 With two cracks along both sides
 And I knew the world was over
 So I took a look outside
 And watched the fires that were reaching
 Up to the weather vanes and the tops of trees
 And the waiting scene and the Sunday dream
 They're all waiting here for me
 ♪
 ♪
 Deli markets with their flower stands
 Their pretty girls and their burning men
 Hanging out on the hooks next to window displays
 And I took out my tongue twice removed from my face
 Across a bridge and across the mountains
 Threw a nickel in the fountain
 To save my soul from all these troubled times
 And all the drugs that I don't have the guts to take
 To soothe my mind so I'm always sober
 Always aching, always heading towards
 Mass suicide, occult figurines
 And wasted gas-station attendants
 Attending to their jobs
 And a nice drive in the country
 Finds a nice cliff to drop off
 Oh, when this life just gets so grating
 All the grittiness of life
 But don't take those pills your boyfriend gave you
 You're too wonderful to die
 ♪
 And the last one tore a picture
 From the pornographic page
 And all the pleasure points attacking
 All the looks of love were staged
 And it's a lie that you've been given
 That just hurts you every day
 So why should I lie here naked
 When it's just too far away
 From anything we could call loving
 Any love worth living for
 So I'll sleep out in the gutter
 You can sleep here on the floor
 And when I wake up in the morning
 I won't forget to lock the door
 'Cause with a match that's mean and some gasoline
 You won't see me anymore