Stuart Davis - Good Wyrd lyrics

Teacher took my mother to watch me on the playground I had a habit of climbing up a trash mound Stripping for a crowd of rowdy adolescents In a parody of puberty and human evanescence Wyrd (Good wyrd) Wyrd That's wyrd What am I feeling? Wyrd Good wyrd I damn near died at the moment of conception My-my-my daddy couldn't keep his erection But you'd never guess it to see me today Because I stand up straight like a typical gay With flock of baby birds that are stuck in my mouth I wanna gag and gag till they come fluttering out I'm living with lock jaw and egg-shell cheeks I keep dreading the day that they discover their beaks Gimme your wyrd, gimme your good wyrd Gimme your fear, gimme your good fear Gimme your tears, gimme your good tears How to bake space: Pay attention to the batter! Fluff it up good, whip it fatter and fatter One part dust, detonated and scattered And ninety-nine plus of a dark matter But you shutter at the thought of a cook or a kitchen Ever since you were six you could smell the religions Boiling all the love into poisonous glue recruiting The kids like cannibals do Gimme your wyrd, gimme your good wyrd Gimme your fear, gimme your good fear Gimme your tears, gimme your good tears