The Bed Bugs - Shame Lyrics

This promenade, this ocelot's got a lotta thoughts about what oughta be taught
And as for my family name I never felt a lotta want, for isolation I fought

That path lead a little more away from the center than I thought I'd remembered
That painting leaned a little more to the left than it had in that story, you'd believed, I'd read

Ya shuffled through the abyss and stuck with the shame
Showing fortitude and fain in the way your mind deflates
Your mind

And for a day or two, the marionette played a tune
To be damned and belittle the believably behooved
And how Barbara, that barrel-bellied, baby-bearing bother did beat that boy silly
And how Billy did bully, turn back and beat that woman dead
Beat that woman dead

We believe in the centrifuge
We believe it threw you
We believe in the centrifuge