Last Laugh

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Today unclothes the catacombs
Your madness weighs like bags of bones
That fold my back in half
Back to old habits.

Now hold the phone,
I'm s'posed to know
Which way tomorrow's wind will blow?
That's way below the depths of
Going bat shit.

For each ghost
There's a ditch
Spoiled ripostes
Crust their lips
You dove right through their eyes
Howling the last laugh of their lives.

Your curl your nails and paint your hair
You pack your Camus and Voltaire
The day's begun to breed despair
and you're itching

One for no, now two for yes
I will not go till you attest
To hanging my hope, convalesced
On a shoestring

For each ghost
There's a ditch
Spoiled ripostes
Crust their lips
You dove right through their eyes
Howling the last laugh of their lives.

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from coldfriendlyhell, released September 27, 2014

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Milksop:Unsung New Haven, Connecticut

New Haven-based quartet Milksop:Unsung is a greasy-diner omelet of Folk, Swing, Rock, and Blues, performing original and eccentric arrangements augmented by witty humor, blistering energy, and found percussion.

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