world. tuesday. tuesday. world. tuesday. tuesday. world.    watched you cry. watched you fly. watched you die...    i'm the spoonman. talks to god. transfusion. penetration.  i'm the spoonman. talks to god. transfusion. penetration.  i'm the spoonman. talks to god. transfusion. penetration.  i'm the spoonman.    i'm the spoonman. shes a wound. nice bikini. steppin razor.  i'm the spoonman. shes a wound. nice bikini. steppin razor.  i'm the spoonman.    don't put your hand where you wouldn't put your face   she said a dollar rubber rat utah plates brilliant green substance   unknown with a face like a peeled onion sheep in drag horseback automatic   to make your home clean make it sani-flush   she said now im a new skin-free crispy with this urge   to phone into the nosmoking zone of stainless steel tokyo   me and big white dog got to hijack pecan tarts for babylon bambi   out of mercer street where the crackheads catwalk charity   where teenage sex rides a stoned rhythm trading its chiliskins   to the screamers come to hunt their meat to the gold diggers in kissboots   and the recycled blondes in their stack heeled snatches the monster trucks   the rolling rocks the poodle boys with their little bone diggers   and dark stuff comes oozing out the apple core tonight like a beggars dog   tasting the wind.  into the blood...