Poison - The Silent Comedy

Your body went black with the bitters drained

Satin got strapped to a wooden base

Hammer heads clap for the liquid lace

Battery brat and a wicked fade

But if the ladle gets licked, then the suspect’s headed for hell to pay

Scissor-cut slacks and a broken vase

A little high fashion and summer steak

Hanging my hat where the stumbles stray

Lift a gate latch and you’re giving way

But in a fifty-ounce fish, there’s a full shot stiff of the Everglades