Ruin Bound: Carnal Night

Carnal Night

The Ripper tripped over Jacob
Looking for the midnight meat
Best bring a basil bouquet
Cause she’s blue with decay
Sprawled across a subway seat

The Queen died in Brooklyn
Walking the bennie plank
But Jocasta, don’t cry
Have some more Titus pie
Tastes as good as a ballpark frank

On a long… carnal night
Another long… carnal night

Third trimester tapeworm
Took a sabbatical to suburbia
With only 27 days
‘Til the moon has its way
Smelling sweet as a stapelia

She got them alabaster jars all ready
Don’t let her catch you picking your nose
Up on the house on the hill
A little Italian thrill
Drinking lovebird merlot

On a long… carnal night
Another long… carnal night

Whatever suits your fancy
There ain’t no wrong or right
You got to feed the furnace
To keep the fire bright
Whatever suits your fancy
There ain’t no wrong or right
You got to feed the furnace
On a long carnal night
On a long carnal night…

On a long… carnal night
Another long… carnal night