The Petrified Florist - Lambchop

A goofy Libra a drafty car I do believe i've stepped on my guitar 
A borrowed bender a liver ends until you've seen it it's really just pretend 

A coward's trade a careful foray against the blade a patent 
Answer can't wait to get my hands on her 

The closing of the coor the blistered buttered roar oh 
Callous even hand in the village of the damned 

A broken glass the broken table the spitting image if I was able 
A frightened bird the written word our daily logic has become absurd 

And when you see her smile you live the fever for a little 
While you'll never ever leave her my crippled friend