Gleam of Tusks

Gleam of tusks
It’s just past dusk
I came to burn those photographs
Those photographs
For that gleam on my tusks
I brush with pure fluoride
When the baby wants something to eat
We get some polypeptides
And dine by the light of our TV
And die by the light of our TV
My thoughts are mostly about
Whether I live or die
I count the digits in my bonus check
And think of public suicide
Tonight on the screen of your TV
If I took
Back those things I said
To you today
Would you please come
Back to Glendale
Be my wife and kids
I say we go
Back to basics
Use a lantern
Buy a hammer
Rattlesnaks and wood
My final show
Hallelujah