Attic Abasement
Mannequin
I bought a magazine
I forget what it was called though
It had a picture of two animals
I forget what they were called too

I can't tell you what's not true
I'm afraid of what I knew
I'm afraid of what I'll do

My best friend's a mannequin
He's got nothing where his eyes should've been
He's a mannequin to lie upon
He helps me see radially

There's no-one else in front of me
And I just enjoy the scenery
We're collecting on the policy

The war began I was in the den
Now I see God he's walking
He's strangling the next man he sees
Thermonuclearly