SINGER: Geraldine Fibbers

SONG:Toybox

Less is not more take cover
the end is near don't walk
thanks alot bleeding me
my shell on top of your knotty fist
with a speculum shoved up my cunt, after hours.
Take solace my love in the little things:
red droplets wet eyelashes and money.
that's the way it goes.
i shot my baby.
it has to be love.
For one lousy minute she felt like a queen.
I stand here naked at attention.
is this my only skill?
i fucked my first fruit today, lousy lay.
i asked my daddy for a quarter,
he gave me twenty-five cents
and a kiss for good luck.
Daddy, what can i do to make you stop crying?
i been wanderin' the canned fruit aisle
wondering what i can do to make you smile.
jesus only knows.
In time i'll grow to big and old
to help you with your strange hurt.
but right now i'm a school girl
learning exactly what i
was put on this earth for.
For one lousy minute she felt like a queen.
Should the smart little girl
tell a story or a lie,
with her eyes on the toy
she's a tomboy in the mirror.
watch her as she changes.
see how she grows.
her cells are re-arrangin'.
she'll need a woman's clothes.
what are these ugly changes?
jesus only knows...
I stand here naked at attention.
is this my only skill?
i fucked my first fruit today, lousy lay.
i asked my daddy for a quarter,
he gave me twenty-five cents
and a kiss for good luck.