Silent Scream

Come pull me out of the sun...

Come put me under your employ...

You can play fast with the gun...

I'll clean the marks off of every glass...

If you need a place at the time of death

I will be your alibi...

Idle hands of clay can relieve what ails...

I'm the devil weed...growing on the rail...

If you go too far, I won't bat a lash...

...I'm the subterfuge that is made to last...

Come paint my Achilles' heel...

Come put me under your employ...

Take first dibs on the steering wheel...

I'd never spill when we're up flying...

If you need a place at the time of death

I will be your alibi...

Idle hands of clay can relieve what ails...

I'm your devil weed...growing on the rail...

If you go too far, I won't bat a lash...

...I'm the subterfuge that is made to last...

Flying high as a sky blue kite...

Come put me under your employ...

You can spike a vein...I would never bite...

Silent as the San Andreas fault line...

If you need a place at the time of death

I will be your alibi...

Idle hands of clay can relieve what ails...

I'm the devil weed...growing on the rail...

If you go too far, I won't bat a lash...

...I'm the subterfuge that is made to last...

10/18/24

Bunny Villaire

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