My Body

I go hungry Pick at the shell Paw the bottom Of the well

I wear my body

I go bottom Struggle for air I go humming 'Like A Prayer'

I wear my body

I wear my body like a rotted peach You can have it if you handle the stink I'm as open as a gutted pig On the small of every back You'll see a picture of me Wearing my body

I go guzzle Scrap from the bin Take it all On the chin

I wear my body