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That thing inside my ribs is like a pile of reptiles
Pressed on splintered vertebrae, so cold, so claustrophobic
Echoing in hollow fruit are orders sent with love to you
To serve a will more shallow still than paramecium

I'll bet your hands are beautiful
I'm sure your head is beautiful
But the world is ugly
The world is ugly and it's true

I'll bet your hands are beautiful
I'm sure your head is beautiful
But the world is ugly
The world is ugly even after you

Invertebrates now contemplate your lavishing and humble service
All set to hide behind the guise that this empty thing can't hurt us
Sensationalized for virgin eyes, it's graphic, it's disturbing
And it's worse still to think it's real, degrading and unnerving

I'll bet your hands are beautiful
I'm sure your head is beautiful
But the world is ugly
So the world is ugly even after you

I'll bet your hands are beautiful
I'm sure your head is beautiful
But the world is ugly
The world is ugly and it's true

I'll bet your hands are beautiful
I'm sure your head is beautiful
But the world is ugly
The world is ugly even after you

Showbread - No Sir, Nihilism Is Not Practical

Oct 2004

1. A Llama Eats A Giraffe (And Vice Versa)
2. Dead By Dawn
3. Mouth Like A Magazine
4. If You Like Me Check Yes, If You Don't I'll Die
5. Sampsa Meets Kafka
6. So Selfish It's Funny
7. The Missing Wife
8. Welcome To Plainfield Tobe Hooper
9. And The Smokers And Children Shall Be Cast Down
10. Stabbing Art To Death
11. The Dissonance Of Discontent
12. Matthias Replaces Judas
13. The Bell Jar