Myxomatosis -Philip Larkin
Caught in the centre of a soundless field While hot inexplicable hours go by What trap is this? Where were its teeth concealed? You seem to ask.
I make a sharp reply, Then clean my stick. I'm glad I can't explain Just in what jaws you were to suppurate: You may have thought things would come right again If you could only keep quite still and wait.
Myxomatosis -Radiohead
The mongrel cat came homeHolding half a headProceeded to show it offTo all his new found friendsHe said I been where I likedI slept with who I likeShe ate me up for breakfastShe screwed me in a viceBut nowI don't knowwhy I feel so tongue-tiedDon't know why I feelSo skinned aliveI sat in the cupboardAnd wrote it down in neatThey were cheering and wavingCheering and wavingTwitching and salivating like with myxomatosisBut it got edited fucked upStrangled, beaten upUsed as a photo in Time magazineBuried in a burning black hole in DevonI don’t knowWhy I feel so tongue-tiedI don’t knowWhy I feel so skinned alive.My thoughts are misguided and a little naiveI twitch and I salivate like with myxomatosisYou should put me in a home or you should put me downI got myxomatosisI got myxomatosisYeah no one likes a smart ass but we all like stars(for a reason) That wasn't my intention (for a reason) I did for a reason (reason)It must have got mixed upStrangled beaten upI got myxomatosisI got myxomatosisI don’t knowWhy I feel so tongue-tied
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