Poison — The Silent Comedy

Your body went black with the bitters drained Satin got strapped to a wooden base

Hammer heads clap for a liquid lace Battery brat and a wicked fade

But if he ladle gets licked, then the suspect's headed for hell to pay

Scissors-cut slacks and a brocken vase A little high fashion and summer stakes

Hanging my hat where the stumbles stray Lift a gate latch and you're giving way

But in a fifty-ounce fish, there's a full shot stiff of the everglades