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[et_canunt]

THERE'S A TIME
AND A PLACE
AND THIS IS NEITHER
THE TIME NOR PLACE



WHERE DO I FIT IN?





IN THIS JIGSAW OF A RELATIONSHIP


WHY SHOULD I PLAY THE FALLGUY TO YOUR LOVE?


I KEEP GETTING SNUBBED








WHAT DUBM LUCK; WHAT DUMB LUCK.



IN YOUR DUMB LYRICS

YEAH, THAT'S THE TIME
AND THE PLACE
TO RING OUT ALL YOUR BULLSHIT


AND EACH ALBUM
I GET SHIT ON
A LITTLE MORE


WHO'S TIM'S LATEST WHORE?

NO, THAT'S NO FAIR


NO, THAT'S JUST OBSCENE


I'LL STOP SPEAKING FOR YOU


WHEN YOU STOP SPEAKING FOR ME.

I'M WRITTING SONGS




TO ENTERTAIN

BUT THESE PEOPLE, THEY JUST WANT


THEY WANNA HEAR MY DEEPEST


SONGS FROM THE UGLY ORGAN



AND WHAT COMES OUT IS A HORRIBLE MESS
SONGS I CAN'T FORGET WHAT'S BEEN SAID
AND THIS GUILT I CAN'T SHED


IT STILL RINGS IN MY EARS
OH GET OUT THE BUTCHER'S KNIFE.

I'VE BEEN SCREAMING FOR YEARS



BUT IT GETS ME NO WHERE

WILL YOU GET OUT
THE BUTCHER'S KNIFE?


OH THAT ORGAN'S PLAYING MY SONG


BUT THE SONG HAS GONE ON TOO LONG

WHAT A DAY?
TO SEVER SUCH UGLY EXTREMETIES


"WHAT A LOVELY DAY"
SAYS THE BUTCHER


AS HE RAISES HIS ARM

PHOTOGRAPHY BY: CASSANDRA VAN EYSDEN
MODEL: CARLY SENESAC