A Kick In The Face (song)

A Kick In The Face (2006)

(rapid strum) beh-beh-beh-beh-behBEH
Ears....
(rapid strum) beh-beh-beh-beh-behBEH
Tears...
(rapid strum)
Fears....
(rapid strum)
(considers)
Good band...
(rapid rapid)
Give me your hand...
And give it a fold-ing squeeze...
And toss me a gold-en pea...
Shattered and batt-ered knees,
Please...
(strum strum strum strum strum strum strum strum)
(wails)PLEASE!
Please...
Whisper a ten-der spell,
I want you to show and tell,
Stomp out the grinding hell...
....like movies called Nell....
(drops his head, that line was painful)
(drums take over for a minute, gotta recover)
okay...
Jodie Foster naked....
GAH!
help us....
someone kick me in the face...
before I start to remember what it's like,
Spray my eyes with mace,
And don't forget to wipe,
(CRASHING CYMBALS, GUITAR CREEPING IN, NUCLEAR DRUMS)
TORTURE IS MY FORTUNE AND MY CHINESE OPERATOR- DIDN'T DATE HER- GOD I HATE HER WHEN SHE ALWAYS SCOFFS AND PUTS ME ON HOLD!
(head bangs) one-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight
AUNT JAMIMA, ALWAYS KINDA MAPELIE AND STICKY BUT HER BIG 'OL SMILE JUST RUBS AGAINT MY MOLE!
(head bangs)
BLIND-SIDED, UNDIVIDED, NEAR-SIGHTED, I'M EXCITED
GOSPEL SINGING GUAVA AND I'M FRIENDS WITH DHALI LAMA,
HEY-ay-ay-ay!
BUT DON'T FORGET TO GREET HER BEFORE YOU'RE ON YOUR KNEES AND EAT HER- OH MY!
OH MY!
oh my.
OH MY!
oh my.
(slows down...sweetly)
Everytime... I look in her eyes...I see me... in the reflection of her-eyes...
and then I see her again in the reflection of my eyes...
then there's...me again....
IT GETS...SOO...CON-FU-SIIIIIING....
who...the fuck...am I looking a-at.....?
I guess it doesn't matter....cuz it's...LO-OOOVE....
But am I in love with her eyes?  Or the douchebag that's reflected?
Her eyes are tearing up, or is it mine- they look dejected,
But I guess...it doesn't matter...cuz it's LO-OOOVE.
(drums building)
Let's...do-this-one-more-time.
Follow me.
Count-of-three.
THREE-TWO-ONE-
KICK ME IN THE FACE!
SHIFT IT BACK IN PLACE!
KICK IT INTO PASTE,
BIFFED IT BACK TO SPACE,
JERE-MIAH, likes PAPAYA,
PLASTIC! 
(it just seemed so right to write plastic)
FANTASTIC
(it just seems so right to add a syllable)
ORGASMIC
(it just seemed so right to make it NOT rhyme)
MATCHSTICK
(now come on that's just stretching)
GRATEFUL LITTLE RED-HEADS ALL SEDUCING FOR ACCEPTANCE,
GOTH ME OUT GOTH ME OUT GOTH ME OUT GOTH ME OUT,
THROW A FUCKING CHALK BOMB TO MY FACE- ADD SOME MISERY AND DIP ME IN SHITTY SUICIDE POETRY- I'M A PRIME CANDIDATE FOR SOME GODDAMN PETER MURPHY CONCERT NOW!
(breaks a wall with his empty head)
(his head was empty so I guess he's dead)
(wall collapses)
(head collapses)
(song collapses)
(it all collapses)