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language recovery - whitehouse lyrics

the leggy burzum fan started it
when she sent the pictures of her tiny -ss
nestling snugly in a mini-bikini from etam
but i guess that’s just boorish when set against your lofty f-cking pretension
like i’d never seen you swoon over some infant b-tt
or linger at the pool
it’s the hard d-ck that offends most
the 191-page stupid, little toxic alibi
the loudest voices getting heard the most

she’s cute and she’s like a baby
the plastic letters and low little blackboard
spelling out wet and wash and wipe
and want
reading with a finger
thirty five weeks in language recovery
yours and that and it
is become js, g slides into d
the quick and frisky body
piquantly offset by the slow-moving mouth
and dull barely coping mind
that nevertheless attracts

[?] the cheshire cat suit
if she could just take it off and get a little sunburnt
not here to work
on alphabet charts for the kid that can’t read
that can’t even hold a book
the kid that one day will be sucking c-ck
wiping her hands and adding the numbers in her head
do you see the u in undress?
now point with your finger
do you recognize your name?
beneath the picture of kitty
do you recognize your type?

could this be you?
a s-xual conservative who lost their instinct for self-censorship
a morbid trickster with bad timing and no refusal sk!lls
parading the elegant symptoms of past molestation and everyday neglect
constantly intrigued by moral anarchy and economic pain
could this be you?
getting your fat fingers caught down 501s
gorging on the succulent taste of amyl and sm-gm-
the faint click of the meter still running
why not try just walking home next time?
or better still just sleep in the trash

so how’s life in your brown world?
do you still want to do it for the coach?
is fragile gender identification an issue
or do you just crave obscene mexican c-ck?
what kind of wronged animal are you?
and just how are you on:
remote viewing
crystal worship
water divining
and other esoterica
the vienna boys’ choir
p-ssing on limahl
intergenerational intimacy
bedwetting and web design
have you ever used a dental dam?
do you even know how to get hiv?

make yourself comfortable in my cosy office of toys
and i’ll teach you how to touch a three year old correctly
the interesting orifices and distinct body odors
the latest research into prenatal erections and infantile -rg-sm
i’ve a growing collection of children’s perfume
scents such as flower power, sweetheart and starlight
i find beautiful life to be the most sensual fragrance
delicately applied right before bedtime
inhale deeply into your flabby corroded snout

or maybe you’d like to read a story first
but can you try holding the book the right way up?
can you, c-nt?
ignorant little b-tch
goatish greybeard
okay., we’ll listen to some make-out music
luxuriate together in the delicious digital wash of air escaping from well-trained young lungs
the pristine boy breath caressing your filthy donkey skin
before dying in the filthy stench of your carious teeth
and at the risk of sounding mean, cruel and yet again boorish
how are you on:
sibling s-x play
conflict resolution
burberry baby touch
st. matthew p-ssion
the secret language of hair

i’m getting f-cking sick of this
i can see why he can’t take you in hand
chain you to a radiator
and beat you to a bl–dy pulp
christ knows he wants to
you do know that, don’t you?
what has he found this time?
an ill-advised diary entry
a crumby and desperate email
can’t see you giving too much away
when you’re so obviously bored
and quote remarkably uninteresting

what the f-ck is this?
je pleure la nuit le jour!
no f-cking comment. or this:
j’ai envie de toi
which translates as:
i respond to your megalomania
can i be indiscreet about your stretch marks?
and voluptuous overbite
or other magnificent and dazzling secrets
the barely visible bruises
bas-m-nt toilets, lifestyle changes
deviant risk taking and making the same mistake twice
with two-bit friends from the opera house to the sewer
from the batofar to beslan
now everything’s up for sale
and it’s just all about marketing now, right?

- whitehouse lyrics

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