Pink Stainless Tail

Lyrics

I will not talk of dead men's rooms and tombs Oh, they always bother me But then ride over every Roy and Dale Yes, I know you tell a pink Stainless tail

The first stroke of twelve sounds like exactly what Ah, two rodents sneaking through a–a trapdoor shut And though nothing will ever be quite like the Holy Grail I know that you will always tell a pink stainless tail

Red days follow red and green, green And sometimes it makes me think of you as mother queen And I sit and I wait for all my mail Hearing you repeat the pink stainless tail

Seven guests are quiet now, and now not half so much The only thing that I can think is how it feels to touch Your creamy self as you continue without fail (without fail) You speak soft of a black pink stainless tail

Chronology

• The Parable of Arable Land