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Virgin Junkie in America

from Trading Cards of Glory by The Submensas

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VIRGIN JUNKIE IN AMERICA

The virgin junkie pawed through the ashes of the past
In the mega-mausoleum, she is sinking down
Down, down, down, to her knobby knees
You can hear her thirsty pleas, thirsty pleas-

Her man is coming for his scooby-due
The naked steel is a'ripping through leather
And the pain in the loins with the pink glue oozing
He goes soft, and he can hear her prayer:

Won't you please? Won't you please -

She sucks phlegm from gnarled , ancient Indians!
Doing rain dances on televisions,
Washing out their eyes, man, with Heaven's popped hymen;
You can hear her, you can hear her crying-

Won't you please? Won't you please-Addict me.

I have seen her fleeing from those martian ulcers,
Her karmic debts are sealed in saline seams,
Only a hole in the head still open,
Like a secret attic, addicted to breezes-

And while trying to insulate her head,
She fell in love with fiberglass
Just like the candy they feed the children
in Disneyland.

And the children grow fat, and bloat the borders,
And the borders are burning everywhere;
I can see her crinkle and twist
As we expand.

So give it up, now.

Give it up you Gummy Lamb!

(C) Damon Norko

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from Trading Cards of Glory, released September 4, 2012

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A Damon Norko lyric-fueled rock band that inhabited the Baltimore-Washington area from 1983-93.

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