Mark Englander - Purgalicious Outstadia Lyrics

Histrionic and vain
Driven by jealousy and spite
He glowers across his littered desk
His gills distended and purple

Smooth pebbles in a jar
Hazy air gilded by sun beams
Hirsuit chest rising and falling
Musky scent wafting through the slats

I tread most gingerly
Through the minefields of his ire
A step ladder looms ahead
A way out - a flooded cul-de-sac

Determined not to have his panic show
Jeremy pats down his tie and looks me in the eye
"I don't know where you're going with this story
But all I know is it didn't happen the way you're telling it!"

He says, "She only wanted me to lift it shoulder-high
Though I told her it would break in half, just like it did last time..!"
I stroke the handle of the big pipe wrench
Its rusty jaws sticky with blood and matted hair

Light rain patters on the tin roof of our shop
The air compressor in the corner gasps now and then
Looking down on the dark piss stain spreading from his crotch
Jeremy knows we're done talking and the end is near

The end is near - the end is near
It's a wonder it even lasted this long
Don't worry dear - there's nothing to fear
I had no idea it would taste this strong

Silver-leaf'd willows bow over the freshly dug grave
A solitary swallow swoops and soars in the sky serene
We drive back to town, saying nothing, remembering
In the days ahead it could be anyone of us