carrot between your fingers lettuce in your pocket

[smithversusneo]

"carrot between your fingers, lettuce in your pocket"



crouched on the living room floor

sitting in that classic indian style

ripping apart the packaging

looking to go that extra mile



open up the device

what a nice device

hope the screams and cries suffice

the reason for opening this nice device



i slip you in

let the fun begin

begin the evil sin

hoping i will win



blown away

not much to say

time just ticks away

kneeling down to pray



my first time at this

feeling your audiotic kiss

need to take a piss

but your songs i just can't miss



i feel so melancholy and free

no way else to be

sitting up in my tree

catching that glimpse of lily



tonight, tonight

wanting to fight

can't lose your sight

living on your white bright light



taking me down

down to your underground

mind's turning 'round

turning 'round to your sound



going where the boys fear

shedding just one tear

haven't touched my beer

loving the idea of your career



listening tales unearthed

those tales of a scorchered earth

feeling the need for rebirth

delivering the afterbirth



we sing along

from dusk to dawn

children on the lawn

don't know i'm your pawn



from twilight to starlight

my wings begin to take flight

and boy what a sight

i'm as high as a kite



i open up your pages

and see the four of you standing there

a carrot between your fingers, lettuce in your pocket

zero on your shirt, playing with your hair


darC - march 7, 1998

dedicated to the smashing pumpkins