[Verse]
Tuck her quilt in unobtrusively
For this I anathematize myself
She came out of the foam, leaving a skinny shoulder print on the tile
And that's your end, you old fool, that's your epitaph
Darkness falls on the city - the bullies fall asleep, the mafia awakens
There, beneath us, an anthill opens its mouth like a Rottweiler
And teaches us how to survive in parallel
To how, at the same time, those upstairs are taught to solve equations
And while the city's vertically divided, she grabs machine-like in bed
Without even waking up, my cock, and I smile at her and realize I'm fatally lost
And it's better to tell gradually
It all started with that phone call on Monday
[Skit]
Mark, hi, it's Kira
Mark, have you written anything at all? Your manuscript is due in a month
There was also some twisted fan calling me with accusations
I don't even know how he found my phone number, but apparently he can reach you