Monsterbation

Three hairless men lay before us handing out cold film
Made from our ancestors!
Each one bore through thick feet and into our home
The walls drink quicksand and swallow furniture
Half formed dogs burst from the chest and feed cancer patients
Spoon fulls of vulgar tasting women
None the less they all hatch
None the less they begin to hatch
They all hatch!
And chant the alphabet to their god fathers
Commonly people are surrounded by chicken wire
And grown in crops and rows
Touching yourself to ugly girls with ugly faces
«Oh honey that’s what we call monsterbation.»
Ooo-ooo-ooo
We are the engineers, we are the engineers
Fumes spill from our eggs the cracks forge with fruits and snakes
But honestly were all incubated
Felt fed ejaculated
Fought freed and running underwater