Reese’s Pieces, I Don’t Know Who John Cleese Is? I Set My Friends On Fire

Oh, it's a shame that I have to tape over
Those Elysian smiles I thought I'd keep forever
I remember it all like it was yesterday
Forget it all, set it down, hit record and back away
My intestines are fastening laces, intolerable to fucking untangle
These vigilant eyes can't keep off the timekeepers
Second hand every angle

What's keeping you waiting?
Usually out before I open my eyes
Why did you pick today?
To epilate between your thighs

Are you waiting for his tongue to come?
And brush against your cleaned trimmed hair?
I hope he knows, that curvilinear gyrating space
Won't be the only thing he'll taste down there
Stop to think about it, if we've both flooded the same skin
You've tasted me, I've tasted you, who knows how many places
My tongue has been
My tongue has been

I left, you stayed, I hoped and prayed
That these nauseating thoughts weren't true
Before we met, I wouldn't bet
I would give up nihilism for you!