Jim Caroll - Them Lyrics
They hit you with their papers when youre livingOn loan. theyre the ones who say nothing when youAnswer the phone. you see them in the alleys whenYoure passing late at night, but you tell your friendTo check it and theres no one in sight.I never wanted itI never asked for itI surely didnt sleep with themIf the phone rings, dont answer itDeath is their only way to surviveThe neck of anubis strangled by wireThey hold their eyes in their fistOne is fire . . . one is iceThey roll them across the bed like some loaded dice7 come 11 but I could not stayI kissed her eyes on the sheetsI took a bus to yesterdayTheir flesh is a cemetery, centuries old . . .You are free as a lap dogJust do what youre toldThey wear spandex and glovesAnd feed on fetus fleshTheyre the fashion rageOf the empirical ageBut I never wanted themNever asked for themDidnt sleep with themPlease dont answer itDeath is their only way to get highThe neck of anubis strangled by wireThey say, Ill live for your sinsIf you will die for mine . . .Ill summon the darknessIf you buy the wineTheyre all underageYet theyre a thousand years oldThey make you feel so clever while youre being sold
