D#m B F#
my love Josephine, her job's to swallow keys
C# B
she sleeps in the greenhouse where she sleeps seldomly
D#m B F#
with her sister Lauror, who sleeps at the liquor store
C# B
she's got nothing there no more
B F# C#
except the birds that flicker and flutter and fly
B F# C#
they will not leave her stomach until she cries
B F# C#
and then they will pick her bones dry
B F# C#
and then they will pick her bones dry
D#m C# F# F#/F (repeat until end)
you are a split personality parody
you're lacking in sincere sincerity
you've been shooting up the track
you're wrong if you think you can't come back