As I held secrets and most of them yours As you led me to water in the company of whores. Your honey-tongue dripped from the lies that you've told And I hope that you die in great pain when you're old.
The windows were steaming and your body was spent And you thought that I had no idea where you went. But the sheep smelled like semen and none of it mine And you drank my last bottle of sacrament wine.
July like a dog that's lain down in the road Heat's made you bloated, may you burst like a toad Crops all to whither and you reap what you sew July like a dog, July
Lawn's turning brown and there's bugs in the pool Which is something I don't really mind as a rule But the neighbours complain of your cries and your yelps And I was out working while you fucked the help
You sit there so saintly you must be amused. Thought that I knew you, I'm no longer confused. Burned your possessions, add fuel to the fire Be but a memory when the ashes expire.
One thing you should know before this sad song ends, I just had an orgy with all your best friends.