****** - The Silent Comedy

Written by：Joshua Zimmerman/Jeremiah Zimmerman

Your body went black with the bitters drained

Satin got strapped to a wooden base

Hammer heads clap for the liquid lace

Battery brat and a wicked fade

But if the ladle gets licked then the suspect's headed for hell

To pay

Scissor-cut slacks and a broken vase

A little high fashion and summer steak

Hanging my hat where the stumbles stray

Lift a gate latch and you're giving way

But in a fifty-ounce fish there's a full shot stiff of the

Everglades