You got blood on your lips
I can taste it in your kiss
I love you when your drinking
I love you like this
got a body like a junkie
you got hair like rope
with a woman like you beside me
what do I need with hope?
listen outside
do you hear those mad men hiss?
and did I ever show you
the black mamba kiss?
whiskey by the bedside
kisses by the road
making love beneath a statue
of some uniformed toad
bought a vinyl jacket
from a zombie in the street
got high in your apartment
felt whole and complete
listen outside
do you hear those mad men hiss?
and did I ever show you
the black mamba kiss?
oh to be one of the straight folk
to love power radio
to drive real slow and careful
with someplace real to go
in a suit cut right
strictly nothing in my eyes
the sun could set suburban
on happy little me
but that will never be
that will never ever be
listen outside
do you hear those mad men hiss?
and did I ever show you
the black mamba kiss?
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