Cubehead by Wendyhouse
Tracklist
1. | Cubehead | 5:20 |
Lyrics
Cubehead
So, anyway,
with an unwitting sigh
Brent took his toothbrush
from the toothbrush holder
and began to squeeze out
the toothpaste;
a generous squeeze,
no more or less than he used
any night any morning
He looked in the mirror
and instead, saw the stack of invoices
he had to complete by tomorrow lunchtime.
Then he saw himself in this office...
lean and mean, not "puttyish" at all
Frank could just go and fuck himself
He was himself
pouring gasoline
all over the lurid orange desktops
A-mess with the tick of business, ha ha
Glorious
He was himself
striking a match on the wall
like in those old cowboy movies
and tossing it into his place of work
as it leapt to light
with fertile flames
hell bent on destruction, ha ha
Glorious
He was himself
with that cute little girl from reception
All a-slick with sweat and ash
screwing furiously
down on the tile
eyes full of desire
reflection of the fire
dancing within each pupil, ha ha
Glorious
(Laughs and grunts)
Splat!
The toothpaste exploded against the basin
The door creaked
And again Brent raised his head to the mirror
to see his own tired eyes
squinting in guilt and disapproval
at this sordid dream
He rinsed out his mouth (thoroughly)
and wiped down the basin
with a corner of his towel
making sure to erase stale last drop of
toothpaste and spittle and...
He stood erect,
contrived a small authoritative cough
and turned for bed
Cubehead
Skull cavity
Words bounce around
inside the skull
Thoughts bounce around
inside the cubehead
I like this room
it's the same shape
as my head
I like this head
it goes with the...
Cubehead
Skull cavity
Words bounce around
inside the skull
Thoughts bounce around
inside the cubehead
Berlin nightclub, circa '82
Cubehead, I didn't see you, no
Cubhead