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Silence8 -> My Joanna Newsom Fetish (5/21/2010 11:06:39 PM)
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As I write in my log, that is, my ledger...
Oh Joanna, I love you. Please be my fetish queen!
Push me back into a tree. Bind my buttons with salt.
And fill my long ears with bees (like in Sodom all those years ago...)
I want to warble and rise like a sparrow.
Make me swallow your sadness, and eat your cold clay!
Blot out my debts, and sweep me into the tremor of high white stairs!
Please... shower me in gold from the top of the belfry! Then laugh, and ask... why the long face?
Break my bones, and my soul separate!
Please, Joanna, make me say your name! Joanna! Joanna! Joanna!
Oh, oh, oh... Desire!
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh .... Desire!
Desire!
Desire!
Desire!
Desire!
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