[Verse 1 The Buttress] I can break these cuffs, Buttress a ruffian Im bloody but lovely, like Buffy, staking hearts across the country The godforsaken and hungry crying give us Barabbas! Im just a tragic actress backpacking to Damascus Some call me theological Its probable that you could find me staring, wearing the alien goggles Im shrooming dude, sitting gloomy on ruins underneath a blue moon Im high watching the tide rise on the ides of June Im an artist, offering alms for pardon The retarded daughter of a blonde mom singing psalms in the garden Monsters inside of me hide behind the high beams Im peeping at you through vertical blinds, conspiring Divining behind the grape vine I find time to make wine with fine rhymes and great lines, so smile Its the red hot revival We waking ladies up with smelly vials as I read out the Bible [Verse 2 The Buttress] I row boats to save hoes and get the gay vote what the fuck? Through alligators in the bay and in the dames moat Im floating listless, no wishes for Christmas Clarissas been on the hitlist ever since that bitch explained it all to the Christians I possess a disposition to inquisition No rest, its heavy, Im Jacob with the angel wrestling Stressing, but even sick on an injured hip I will not release my grip until I receive my blessing Im an inquisitive heretic, the unhesitant expenitent I send my primitive rhetoric to ether these geezers Slay the weak and the feeble and bring the fever to people, ya heard? Nerdy girl from New Jersey, dirty flirt Its the thirsty Samaritan Asking patrons for spare change to make fare for Charon the ferryman A harridan, Hagar in the American desert On an Exodus to hell, kick dust to where I dwell
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