In the Parlor

I'm bound to sever your own toungue.
'Cause I'm bound to waste your time.
Slow down now, found it in the parlor.
You can pick it up whenever you mind.

I'm bound to sever your own toungue.
'Cause I'm bound to waste your time.
Slow down now, found it in the parlor.
You can pick it up whenever you mind.

What do they say when the fever's gone away.
And your limbs are back and they've come to play.
There's a clock on the shoulders that they gave,
and they want it bad and they'll never shake (change?).

Came down to offer you a false step (post-it?),
Straight from the holes where you'll die (you dine?),
No luck, oh, itsn't it a godsend?
Coal (Coke? Cola? Cole?) has (is?) a heart that's stronger than mine.

Straight from the holes where you'll die (you dine?),
No luck, oh, itsn't it a godsend?
Coal (Coke? Cola? Cole?) has (is?) a heart that's stronger than mine.