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whoah, what the hell was that?? a chicken? some woman getting whipped? loudly
then laughter like clucking hyenas
now i hear them bantering, laughing, and their engines growling like some 50's greaser movie
except Fanzerelli sounds like a green pigface zombie
and here i am living in the old motel, green and orange
70's tv jutting out of the wall, letting me eavesdrop through the static of 2 stations at the same time, along with a bunch of black and white lines
onstage in some boardwalk shop window, dancing the catwalk in your 1-sided dollhouse, 1 side for family and 1 side for "guests"
and outside you hear some girl screaming molested, but you're only a shadow in the cardboard of the set...
and yet she screams inside you for years
and she screams inside you
and no one can hide you
from your anemic tears
...
and the cops came and destroyed the cardboard houses
and the candles turned to wax couches for rats
and the old tv was given to the slumlord
and now he watches reruns of 80s howard stern
