Testo Language Barrier Mike Doughty
head down, in the rain
donât you think i want you to?
letâs play telephone
iâm the rubber, youâre the glue
drop this flattened blossom in an envelope
and send it to you
to fight this
the language
barrier
hey self-murderous
too much love has clogged the world
itâs all dirt and flesh
digging through to find a pearl
pluck it and seal it in a pouch now
dispatch it to you
oh the lips they taste like freebase
and the joints of freebase too
meanwhile iâm inland with saint russell
sniffing airplane glue
i hope somebody loves me
when all of this is through