Selected Poems
Revenge
Medusa combs her hair with half-eaten fish bones
listens to the drowning pool.
Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor
Medusa tosses her head back and laughs, pushes little statues of mermaids
off the vanity, to shatter into pieces off the side of an over filled tub.
There's nothing wrong with me, there's nothing wrong with me.
Medusa considers the latest styles at hand, maybe Pocahontas hold on tight braids
or the messy up-do. You know looks like I just woke up next to you, this way.
Somethings got to give, somethings got to give,
Medusa pours herself into a body-con skin-tight black leather number.
You know the one with the forever high slits up both side.
Here we go again, here we go again
There's no need for mirrors or make up, Vanity
It's not about the face, It's ALL about the face.
Her eye shadow will always stop the boys in their tracks.
Medusa knows, she is freakin deadly.
Can you feel the hate, can you feel the hate?
Time to head to town, down to Sarpedon. Her walk is all hips, ass and boobs
Medusa keeps the dress on cause all the boys will have their way and turn to stone. Especially that Perseus. Hmmmm, look at the sword on him.
Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor.
listens to the drowning pool.
Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor
Medusa tosses her head back and laughs, pushes little statues of mermaids
off the vanity, to shatter into pieces off the side of an over filled tub.
There's nothing wrong with me, there's nothing wrong with me.
Medusa considers the latest styles at hand, maybe Pocahontas hold on tight braids
or the messy up-do. You know looks like I just woke up next to you, this way.
Somethings got to give, somethings got to give,
Medusa pours herself into a body-con skin-tight black leather number.
You know the one with the forever high slits up both side.
Here we go again, here we go again
There's no need for mirrors or make up, Vanity
It's not about the face, It's ALL about the face.
Her eye shadow will always stop the boys in their tracks.
Medusa knows, she is freakin deadly.
Can you feel the hate, can you feel the hate?
Time to head to town, down to Sarpedon. Her walk is all hips, ass and boobs
Medusa keeps the dress on cause all the boys will have their way and turn to stone. Especially that Perseus. Hmmmm, look at the sword on him.
Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor.
