The Microphones - In A Tiger's Jaw Loving Living Raw lyrics

But my body's fist beats chest, I scream triumphantly Even in the gravest scenes and graveyard's bodies hear my scream There I can wake my zombie slumber I come back to life and lumber Through the village or wherever there's a treat for me My reanimated self is flushed with showy health As I tear across the gra** to sleep and tackle you Then smother you with smacking sounds unwrapped anew Wrapped in glory, clear and brave Looking gruesome and unshaved I'll spend every morning coming back to life I'd like a truce I'd like to kiss you in your sleep I'd like a kingdom that I survey with a queen Where we could grow up and admit the water's deep I like the truth, I like to wake up from deep sleep In a heat I'd like to birth this babe in me In your bathtub, warm and wet, make room for me 'Cause, why shouldn't I live as God in a glowing canyon? My life could be a fruitbowl with my hand in Stuck with arrows, tarred and feathered In a tiger's jaw, loving living raw I'll get my truth through open stare and steady open palms