Lyrics Sage Francis

Sage Francis

The Baby Stays

I got nothing to teach the learnin' curve of your body

i got teeth that could hurt you prolly

with one bite

a tounge with spikes, a rusty knife

i wish you'd take it from me

an gut me like a fish. up tight and selfish

got a lust for life and a death wish

they're husband and wife and they

fuck like they're helpless

am i a product of uninteresting sex

If I'm bored by your pillow-talk and Newport cigarettes?

She chews on fiberglass like a teething infant

he breathes in her stink and seems indifferent

she dreams of children

He hears the pitter-patter of little fetuses

He's like "stand by me,

there's a leech in my briefs and it's bleeding like a stuck pig

Come quick!"

Think of a baby's name, she wanted to call it Quits

I'mma name him Raymond and raise him

like I don't know my own strength

and bench-press the baby naked

Hold it to the sky, like "look what I did!

It's mine, and you can't have it."

Until it rains, and when it rains

he sticks out his tounge to catch it

The baby stays

He just stares into the abyss 'til the abyss blinks

instincts pop up to the surface like pinpricks

still flinch

manhandle the killswitch

peg meet square, get dismantled by drill-bits

the deconstruction of a functional addict

leaving assumptions to a bunch of fanatics

it's just standard procedure

with a automatic pilot light

hide behind a white lab rain coat 'cause the water broke

press eject

first comes the head, then the neck

then the body avalanches out the tape deck

flappin' on the ground like a fish out of its element

No one wants to acknowledge the carnage, the mess or elephant

that's in the room

connected to the womb with a lifeline

labored all day through the morning noon and nighttime

then we cut the cord, fully aware

what we keep on the inside's too personal to share

now we hold it in the air, like "look what happened!"

If we throw it out with the bath water

will you catch it?

or let it go down the drain

if it goes down the drain I'mma snatch it

The baby stays

The baby stays

And I'mma hold it to the sky, like "look what I did!

It's mine, and you can't have it."

Until it rains, and when it rains

he sticks out his tounge to catch it

The baby stays

The baby stays

The baby stays