Naevus - Hit the Squeeze-Box Lyrics

Hit the squeeze-box
Some malady
Comes trailing down the staircase
Seep through shoes
The costume is hot
But it almost fits
Studded green
Leather chair
Fails to enfold
Elephantine
Alas, a lack
Is all I have
To bargain, to brain you
You are dismissed
Touch it in dreams
It may yet seek you out
Oh, believe me
I've sinned against you all
Every last one
Of you

Slipped in heat
Passed upon disgust
Driven to arms
In flecks of mischief
In specks of solid doubt
Hard and fast
Cast me from the sheets
Lobes of meat
Of lost deceit
Truffles of heartache
To be savoured on occasion
Staked out
Doffed in splendid boredom
Leaked from the body
In desire
Worse or better
Can scarce occur at all
Between them
They've seen it all
But can they speak?
No, they choke
And cough days away
In depreciation