Pony Bradshaw - Guru
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It’s an absurd theater where we lie down to breathe
In the bowels of a coma on the edge of living
I met her in a dream called tomorrow
Hounds gone staccato
Soothsaying the days away til there ain’t nothing left to swallow
Except your own bravado

We got high as the heavens
Washing each other’s feet
In the red glow of madness
Tweaked out on God and crystal meth
That long summer she was my Guru
That Mennonite woman with the lazy eye

It’s a strange play on words when we start to sing
Stretch out your vowels boy show ‘em your pedigree
She crawled to me through that river mud
Chasing down the wine with that Jesus blood
Violent little maiden with the yellow-eyed fever
But my hands will be clean on the day that I leave her
When that web’s been spun, oh, spider tongue
When that web’s been spun

We got high as the heavens
Washing each other’s feet
In the red glow of madness
Tweaked out on God and crystal meth
That long summer she was my Guru
That Mennonite woman with the lazy eye

The tempest confounds with her lazy eye

It’s an absurd theater where we lie down to breathe