Lyrics Philip Jose Farmer - End Of A Year

Philip Jose Farmer

Greasy hand up my skirt
While the other raids my purse
Friend you’ve proven quite the flirt
Lips call an offer
Teeth just like a wolf’s
My reply, «No thank you, I’m good.»
Is there any good idea lame assholes won’t steal?
Not that I’ve seen
Is there a single thing the frauds won’t strip clean?
No, not that I’ve seen
Oil lamp provides light for the camp
But does it scare away the fauna?
Are wild beasts ever put to pasture
Or is it always constant struggle?
Is there any good idea lame assholes won’t steal?
Not that I’ve seen
Is there a single thing the frauds won’t strip clean?
No, not that I’ve seen
You thought you’d impressed me -- well you did
I’ve rarely seen such greed
It’s a nest full of a million mouths
Who are always ready to feed
Oh, you treasure the thought
That you’re cool and all
But it’s pastiche at best
You wish you could hold my brain but
I regret to convey that
Your arms won’t reach around my balls