Shat Shart Tart

For my sake
Shave everything you see
She had a big forth coming

For what was said at the press confrence
For what he saw in the rest room office

Shit blood
Overywhere on everything
Cum stains
Everywhere on everything

Forget the shave
Do it though anyway
But pierce the heart
Just as the glare pierced you and i

In the ghetto times
The better times
Of those who calim and addicts

Familiar faces
Worn out places
They can't be erased
In no time they see