Feer the Deer

for Stacy Szymaszek No good ever seems To come from having A self-destruct sequence Installed in your evil lair Moxie does funny things To a man / You pay Prostitutes not just To sleep with you But also to leave afterwards America invented Jesus! It laid its eggs inside Me / Talk to the Crystal in my forehead My donor database Is a mess / And I Still haven’t found The grenade that Turns people into Mr. T