| It rained because I took the dust of |
| your bones crushed and seeded all the clouds. |
| It rained for days a blaze of Hail and stones |
| the size of men around your house. |
| Rusty spring uncoils in a baby bottle. |
| Toddler screams over power the infant death rattle. |
| Push the little baby down the |
| Push the little baby down the |
| Push the little baby down the spiral stairs… |
| Push the little baby down the |
| Push the little baby down the |
| Push the little baby down the spiral stairs… |
| It’s lame because it fell above the needs of this |
| pretend life and his wishes. |
| So now it limps and counts the hours. |
| Watches the clock by pounding doves and dishes. |
| Delta Force plays on your old gray monitor. |
| Power Team breaks flaming blocks of cinder. |
| Sick of sickness. You’re unkind and a liar. |
| Get your kicks a witness to feeble slaughter. |
| In your castle all your candles drip on the pavement, |
| From what I’ve heard. |
| And the cattle that you laid down drip on the pavement, |
| From what I’ve heard. |
| Cold wet floor. |
| Push the little baby down the |
| Push the little baby down the |
| Push the little baby down the spiral stairs… |
| Push the little baby down the |
| Push the little baby down the |
| Push the little baby down the spiral stairs… |
| Push the little baby down the |
| Push the little baby down the |
| Push the little baby down the spiral stairs… |
| Push the little baby down the |
| Push the little baby down the |
| Push the little baby down the spiral stairs… |
| Push |