Duck Tape
Blank mind, huge smile
Mouth's arunning a million miles,
My head is throbbing as they say...
Silence is Gold, but Duck tape is Silver.
And across your face,
In the shape of an X
And to the chair you sit upon
Your wrists are stuck, and legs bound.
In the dark closet you go,
Because Silence is Gold,
But Duck tape is Silver!
Mouth's arunning a million miles,
My head is throbbing as they say...
Silence is Gold, but Duck tape is Silver.
And across your face,
In the shape of an X
And to the chair you sit upon
Your wrists are stuck, and legs bound.
In the dark closet you go,
Because Silence is Gold,
But Duck tape is Silver!