“yellow fever” (lyrics)

alla the good men
chelsea chased away
back in the day

(chink! / dick!)
(“jewish…”)

alla the good love
kelsey promised you
don’t even tell them
what we will do

colonial conquest
dancing our yellow fever away
now what will we tell them?
what will they say?

she soon petered out…
now her hair is totally grey…
where will she sleep now?
where will she stay?

(it’s getting cooold dear…)

(kelsey to mark: “who is this freak singing me a song???”)

miss molly had an attitude…

(chelsea peters being brutally beaten)
(“oh yea you be ma bitch now!”)

kelsey
she rang my bell, see
i wanna tell her
and now i’m living it
she’s merely breathing it

kelsey
overwhelming me with jealousy
you’re so afraid to do…
my teeth are false but still my spirit is true
my soul is old but my ideas are new

you were too afraid to do…
i wasted all my youth on you…
i gave it all away…
hoping it’d come back to me someday…

now how’s it gonna be?

we did a fiery foxtrot under warm white tent
but it was over in a moment…
as the yellow fever spreaded to the marginal gent
who’d rather rent than only own it

as the bracelet-checking bouncers go patrol the scene
they mean just what is told them
i used to be a player in this cold white dream
i bought and then i sold them

she came from phoenix arizona
she took the train from oklahoma
and now she’s planted out in jersey

mother nature is a dirty old whore…

you seem the same but i…

try your best to set things right…

*SCRAPS*

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