THE VIPER
you wake up your smile is
strange
crooked with sugar coated
pain
your tongue is stained with
the name
the purple blood of The
Viper
you fall out of bed and down
your stairs
your kitchen is ice blue
sharp and bare
one bowl of scorpions and
scarlet hair
your breakfast with The
Viper
so you click your big screen
TV on
but your pretty panorama’s
gone
just one scene throbbing on
and on
those green cruel eyes of
The Viper
so you put a shotgun in your
mouth
but you can’t pull that
trigger now
your hands are dealing for
the house
you’re working for The Viper
and you smoke a pipe and you
snort a line
that sultan’s stash he left
behind
you’ve been an addict all
your life
now you’re higher than The
Viper
you walk out into your
backyard
the lawn’s all tragic black
and charred
burned flat and hard, your
calling card
from your visit with The
Viper
so you climb into your
S.U.V.
you drive downtown to pay
your fee
your spine still twists with
ecstacy
now you’ve mated with The
Viper
your life’s one sugar coated
failure
but what a tale you have to
tell
your brain’s still crashing
with the bells
from your wedding with The
Viper
now your soul is old and
grey
how many lifetimes will you
pay
raw meat is all you crave
today
you’re hungry as The Viper
Lyrics and music by
Daniel Hutchens
© ℗
2009
Published by Wet
Trombone Music BMI
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