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Nightmare Being
The Jazz Butcher
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I'm the gremlins in your basement
The food chain in your lunch
I give your babies rabies
I'm the lead in your champagne
Excuse me, hello
I'm the nightmare being
Now I know I look like Altamont
Smell like Richard Nixon
But I have to take your money
Or I'll die of hypothermia
Oh yes, see that's entirely on the cards
Call me beggar, call me wino
Call me scumbag, call me names
Call the policeman and an ambulance
I won't be here to meet them
I'm invisible, like salmonella
Turn away and I'll turn ugly
Turn self-righteous, I'll turn blue
Turn the corner, turn me on
You know exactly what to do
'Cause all I want
Is for you to fill this box
I've been educated somehow
I know lots of friends of Whiskey
I know Moon and I know Kizzy
But I don't know where you get your money from
And I'm not sure that I want to
Now piece by piece we lay foundations
Of the stuff we use for language
It is awkward, it is dirty
But it's all we've got to work with
By the way, while you're here
Won't you fill this box
With cash
Money that is
Got all these animals to feed in my house
Send us your money just send us your money
And we'll take care, take care of the rest
Just remember we'll take care of the rest
Just mark your envelope JBC Charity