Silk Covered Hips

©1998 Ekendra Dasa
09 Silk Covered Hips
Peel that mask off, scrape that allure
down that hole, let it roll to the sewer
Youth and longevity guaranteed to fail
Just another advertised special in the mail

Silk covered hips, pink colored lips
Oh, what a trip

Prop it up, Penny, now paint that cage
Funeral director gonna get it on the stage
Get it all ready for decomposition
“Dust to dust,” now assume the position

Silk covered hips, pink colored lips
Oh, what a trip

You gotta feed that bird,
otherwise you’re gonna be hurtin’
when the last grain of sand run out
I been all over town chasin’ cages around—
ain’t that what life is about?

Used to win the race, used to have a bird
Now sand in the face, can’t say a word now
Get a new cage, don’t just paint it
Death and old age is such a pain, ain’t it?

Silk covered hips, pink colored lips
Oh, what a trip

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