A Tale of Apes 2

Lyrics for A Tale of Apes 2

You're peering through the barred and Blackened end of a once and former window There's two gorillas in a hardly furnished basement Brushing your hip for the phone number Folks who are ones of a home where the phone is just better than books And the others, the others Can't be a more self from a blank with a buck knife under Empty bureaus back beside themselves are rather Cool sculpture of a hard bucket of blood Above that hangs a black and white photo of Einstein Grown and frusterated over a sink full of dirty dishes The floor is littered with neatly traced hands showing soft focus Through the beautiful sludge of a couple hundred broke-up and eggs A gorgeous spreading pile of tired little suns To the far left of the cell rests a shelf by a door Cleanly cut, neatly stowed, side by side Each end set completely in its opposite half In its particular pick in its original crate To the far left of the cell rests a shelf by a door Cleanly cut, neatly stowed, side by side Each end set completely in its opposite half In its particular pick in its original crate None of these three looked like the Dioramas on every polishing in apartment A And from the looks of this place it seems as though they'd Not have visited the coastal landless with a record past No doubt he told them that because they Were young escape would eat them alive But that they would be able to sing Until they were no longer able to sing That is, of course, on one condition that they Still threatened for success if it's secret And they somehow knew whatever exact all that it meant Then with a rip of the check the next got Back to the mouth of the phone and was gone