spit in his face

Neko Case - Fever

LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang

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In an open field at dusk

to footfalls I awoke

marching ants across my temples

their feet had no intention

they followed some magnetic drum

prisoners of their destination



from the slats of the factory come

where once they did make rails

old Death's peculiar songs

he didn't know I was listening

so he crowed out nice and long

to the spiders and the lumber

and the dust of his conquest

and his hunger and his lust



I heard his feet rejoice

I heard him tap his cane

as if he had his own review

on stage at the F and M



I caught his words in my open mouth

I gagged and choked and spit them out

I heard him turn his heated ear

my tiny heart beat in his ear

I was already running

oh, I heard him coming



shrapnel spitting from hi