The Residents
...Imaginary Jack pt. 2
Anger, hunger
Anger, hunger
Anger, hunger
Anger, hunger
Creeping, crawling, begging me to come inside
Come inside
The hiding place is our surrender
Blending into anger
Anger, hunger
Anger, hunger
Anger, hunger
Anger, hunger
I said goodbye to a friend that died
When I went to my window today
Eyes and nose sewn up and closed
So we did not have much to say
"No one knew his real namе is Fred,"
I said as I turned away
I see him when I'm drеaming
His teeth are white and bare
He's riding on a stallion
The wind is in his hair
If he were made of china
He'd have a special stand
Beside my china ponies
I love the monkey man
I love the monkey man