I don’t sleep

I don’t sleep well

I don’t sleep well with you not here

Hell I could use anybody to sleep with

Tonight I called the priest line and he prayed with the holy spirit

If the holy spirit has nothing to do with hell

Why doesn’t he plant you here

Like a palm tree

Or a pineapple tree

And maybe Keith Richards can climb it and fall down

Love reign O’er me

O yes

Can you feel the love and orgasm

Father of Loneliness and Pain

I had already written the definitive collection

Which was a play on words

And I always get word to rhyme with absurd

I can’t keep myself from myself and I am by myself

Father of Loneliness and Pain

Father of Loneliness and Pain

Father of Loneliness and Pain

Father of Loneliness and Pain