Been draped over dozens of faces Been cut, dried, bleached and braided One part dead, one part haunted Get up close and you see the ghosts A little squint, now skeletons Shamans drink the salt water State your case, All stand, Rotate Ain't it just like me to talk so ugly Wash my mouth or just watch me now It bubbles up, gargles down, to a stomach pit And my words, my words they drown And go on and out Can't count the pretty little ghosts in you Or all the color I put you through Grow longer longer, longer, long Lash my back, spur me on Longer, longer, longer, long Weighs my neck Keeps me young