Exquisite Corpse

I've got it all sewn up, a hardened razor-cut

Scar-map across my body

And you can trace the lines through misery's design

That map across my body

A collage

I'm all sewn up

A montage

I'm all sewn up

A random pattern with a needle and thread

The overlapping way diseases are spread

To a tornado body with a hand grenade head

And the legs are two lovers entwined

Inside I'm hollowed out, outside's a paper shroud

And all the rest's illusion

That there's a will and soul, that we can wrest control

From chaos and confusion

A collage

I'm all sewn up

A montage

I'm all sewn up

The automatist's undoin', the whole world starts unscrewin'

As time collapses and space warps

You see decay and ruin, I tell you, "No, no, no, no

You make such an exquisite corpse", oh yeah

I've got it all sewn up, a hardened razor-cut

Scar-map across my body

And you can trace the lines through misery's design

That map across my body

A collage

I'm all sewn up

A montage

I'm all sewn up, up, up, up, up