Love, control, incest
Love, control, incest
Bees pour down on me
from their honeyed home
Annoyed because I poked his
hive, tongue-tied, now dying alive.
Love, control, incest, sting, sting, sting
Give me support, give me support
take my legs from under me and attach
me to a star, so I can swing merrily along.
Take my backpack and burn its contents
furnish me with clothes and a staff
so I may wander these hills alone.
Love, control, incest, sing, sing, sing.
Still love me to this day
continue in your efforts to contain me
while I walk away up to there, where I
can shout and point at all of you.
Love, control, incest, ring, ring, ring.
Nesting and egg laying birds astound you
where nothing is further than the truth
of laying down and taking and giving
what you are worth.
Sing, Ring, Love, Control, Incest.
Hear me sing (x3)
Material things get the better of us 