Anne Feinsod - Big Eye Lyrics

I'll tell you something
My big head is lolling right off of my shoulders
My gut caterwauling

The big eye is off me now
From my body, a hissing sound
Watch as I crumple
The air is escaping
The shape of me rumples
My roundness deflating

Light from a morning sun
Clamped to a branch out the window of someone
Streaming onto this bed
Filtering through a polylaminate veil

The head isn't smiling
It's just been attached
The muscles remember
The lips pull up slightly
Placed on the pillow so
Thrashed by a nighttime serial show

The watts burn down sweetly
The body is rotating
Sockets are open
The clockwork is chunky

An arm makes an appearance
Grasping at the conveyance
The subject in view is alert
The animation is not overt

I'll tell you something
My big head is lolling right off of my shoulders
My gut caterwauling