Pipes from Galatka by Watch the Cow

Well, you’ve got some chair
The leather and the shape
And all those awards that hang
Like paintings on your walls
That’s the stuff
Oh I bet it does the job
Now we can talk
oh but let me tell you first

That all those books
That stand so proud upon your shelf
They look down on me
And I am not impressed

Before you start to dig
Deep into the dirt
Piled up for years that I’ve
Been trying to forget
Time and again
In all those ways you know so well
Put on your gloves
I wouldn’t like to spoil your nails

But it’s your call
You wear the white coat after all
And you know best
I wouldn’t stand a chance

Drive me home
Please, drive me home

Before you sink
Your lancet in my chest
And fix all the holes in the pipes
And sew it up again
Butter me up
With nice and calculated words
Sedate me again, but this time
Make sure it really works
This time, make sure it doesn’t hurt

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