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Autobiography Video (MV)




Performed By: The Crippled Masters
Length: 5:56
Written by: Bruce Neal, Matt Silcock




The Crippled Masters - Autobiography Lyrics




I was born hermaphrodite
Yet I could not f*ck myself
Vestigial tail got snipped off
Now it's in a jar upon the shelf
My third nipple lactates wine
My fourth a tiny beam of light
My fifth nipple whistles low
And calls the ravens home at night
Covered by their jet-black wings
I'm such a sight to see
They open up their tiny beaks
And groom the worms off me

My family they were circus folk
So I learned the knife routine
Spinning wheel
Akimbo limbs
Flashing blades flew in-between
And then I was a cannonball
Supposed to soar above the stands
But Sister packed too much powder
So I blasted off towards other lands
So high was I against the sky
I sped above the trees
I meditated on the sun
And for a moment I knew peace

I landed on an eastbound train
Found a face that had no fear
On the coal pile pledged my love
To the daughter of the engineer
But the engineer he went insane
Steam shot from his metal claw
He stoked the fire with dynamite
And I woke up in Arkansas
In a forest dark with pines
I sunk into the loam
I swore I'd never love again
Thus I began to roam

Some years hence, I volunteered
In the Subterranean War
I was 14 in '23
When the Troglodytes came through the floor
They stole the babies and the dogs
And pulled them underneath the ground
By the time we reached the catacombs
Some empty collar's all we found
So I strapped on a flamethrower
And I joined the Low Brigade
Under Beirut, under Paris
My bloody reputation made
It was in the battle of the sewers
As those I killed washed out to sea
Amongst the screams of the mutating
I forever lost my memory
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I was born hermaphrodite
Yet I could not f*ck myself
Vestigial tail got snipped off
Now it's in a jar upon the shelf
My third nipple lactates wine
My fourth a tiny beam of light
My fifth nipple whistles low
And calls the ravens home at night
Covered by their jet-black wings
I'm such a sight to see
They open up their tiny beaks
And groom the worms off me

My family they were circus folk
So I learned the knife routine
Spinning wheel
Akimbo limbs
Flashing blades flew in-between
And then I was a cannonball
Supposed to soar above the stands
But Sister packed too much powder
So I blasted off towards other lands
So high was I against the sky
I sped above the trees
I meditated on the sun
And for a moment I knew peace

I landed on an eastbound train
Found a face that had no fear
On the coal pile pledged my love
To the daughter of the engineer
But the engineer he went insane
Steam shot from his metal claw
He stoked the fire with dynamite
And I woke up in Arkansas
In a forest dark with pines
I sunk into the loam
I swore I'd never love again
Thus I began to roam

Some years hence, I volunteered
In the Subterranean War
I was 14 in '23
When the Troglodytes came through the floor
They stole the babies and the dogs
And pulled them underneath the ground
By the time we reached the catacombs
Some empty collar's all we found
So I strapped on a flamethrower
And I joined the Low Brigade
Under Beirut, under Paris
My bloody reputation made
It was in the battle of the sewers
As those I killed washed out to sea
Amongst the screams of the mutating
I forever lost my memory
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Writer: Bruce Neal, Matt Silcock
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