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[00:04.120]I haven't f**ked much with the past
[00:06.380]But I've f**ked plenty with the future
[00:10.170]Over the skin of silk are scars
[00:12.140]From the splinters of stations
[00:13.450]And walls I've caressed
[00:14.870]A stage is like each bolt of wood
[00:17.190]Like a log of Helen is my pleasure
[00:19.630]I would measure the success of a night
[00:21.400]By the way by the way by the amount of piss and seed
[00:24.470]I could exude over the columns that nestled the P A
[00:27.650]Some nights I'd surprise everybody by skipping off
[00:30.260]With a skirt of green net sewed over
[00:32.299]With flat metallic circles which dazzled and flashed
[00:35.190]The lights were violet and white
[00:37.140]I had an ornamental veil but I couldn't bear to use it
[00:39.500]When my hair was cropped I craved covering
[00:41.760]But now my hair itself is a veil
[00:43.690]And the scalp inside is a scalp of
[00:46.310]A crazy and sleepy Comanche
[00:50.030]Lies beneath this netting of the skin
[00:51.960]I wake up I am lying peacefully
[00:54.380]I am lying peacefully and my knees are open to the sun
[00:56.880]I desire him and he is absolutely ready to seize me
[00:59.030]In heart I am a Moslem
[01:00.130]In heart I am an American
[01:01.260]In heart I am Moslem
[01:02.080]In heart I'm an American artist
[01:11.900]And I have no guilt
[01:12.800]I seek pleasure
[01:13.350]I seek the nerves under your skin
[01:14.550]The narrow archway the layers
[01:15.750]The scroll of ancient lettuce
[01:17.610]We worship the flaw the belly the belly
[01:21.040]The mole on the belly of an exquisite w***e
[01:23.400]He spared the child and spoiled the rod
[01:26.370]I have not sold myself to God