Melvins – Koollegged

The river where your legs meet sprouts wings and rus and crawls and kicks and now speaks.

The feelings I get now are close but I doubt they could ever compete.

I remember drinking Kool Aid its odour and its taste and drinking 7-Up to get well.

A picture of Jesus and an Indian over my bed, and playing with parts of my self.

And now you're so forgiving.