Pickpocket

In the humble stance of nativity

Hummed the smell of television snow

A faint S.O.S. flickering

Riding on the coat tails of their ground zero

Neighborhood footprints ingrown

The daylight savings time will never know

Of this alabaster cold

Of this alabaster

Your lovers quarrel ended up in craw space

Dental identities will tell us apart

Teeth marked and bounded with sighs

Step into my parlor said the spider to the fly

Stable hooved footprints ingrown

Cloak and dagger muzak blared in ohms

Of this alabaster cold

Of this alabaster cold

Of this alabaster cold

Ingrown

Ingrown

Ingrown

Ingrown

More caliber per capita

Ingrown

Ingrown

More caliber per capita

Ingrown

More caliber per capita

More more

More caliber per capita

More caliber per capita

More caliber per capita

Neighborhood footprints ingrown

The daylight savings time will never know

Breakfast table search team implodes

The milk cartons that pour will never know

Of this alabaster cold

Of this alabaster cold

Of this alabaster cold

Of this alabaster cold