| Song | A Tale Of Two Women |
| Artist | The Jesus Lizard |
| Album | Blue |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Jesus Lizard | |
| She helped her son sleep by giving him Cognac | |
| She worked a while as a circus acrobat | |
| She changed lovers on a weekly basis | |
| And posed nude for a couple crap artists | |
| Her boy's disintrest in women | |
| Led her to hire him hookers | |
| One of whom he fell in love with | |
| A fat tramp nearly twice his elder | |
| Once a year for the rest of his life | |
| He pryed for his mom on her death's anniversary | |
| Leaving paradise | |
| Living paralyzed | |
| Happily anesthetized | |
| Counting alibis | |
| Learning to despise | |
| Happily anesthesized | |
| This one takes care of her ankles | |
| Her cooking has "that good flavor" | |
| When she purses her lips on purpose | |
| You can see the smell climb of them | |
| She wasn't trying to be judgemental | |
| Though her work makes one think she was | |
| In her world that's a black and white world | |
| Blood is ink and skin is paper | |
| A Swiss army quill can perform miracles | |
| In the hand of one so spiritual | |
| Leaving Paradise | |
| Living paralyzed | |
| Happily anesthesized | |
| Counting alibis | |
| Learning to despise | |
| Struggling against recovery | |
| Leaving Paradise | |
| Living paralyzed | |
| Happily anesthesized |
| zuo ci : Jesus Lizard | |
| She helped her son sleep by giving him Cognac | |
| She worked a while as a circus acrobat | |
| She changed lovers on a weekly basis | |
| And posed nude for a couple crap artists | |
| Her boy' s disintrest in women | |
| Led her to hire him hookers | |
| One of whom he fell in love with | |
| A fat tramp nearly twice his elder | |
| Once a year for the rest of his life | |
| He pryed for his mom on her death' s anniversary | |
| Leaving paradise | |
| Living paralyzed | |
| Happily anesthetized | |
| Counting alibis | |
| Learning to despise | |
| Happily anesthesized | |
| This one takes care of her ankles | |
| Her cooking has " that good flavor" | |
| When she purses her lips on purpose | |
| You can see the smell climb of them | |
| She wasn' t trying to be judgemental | |
| Though her work makes one think she was | |
| In her world that' s a black and white world | |
| Blood is ink and skin is paper | |
| A Swiss army quill can perform miracles | |
| In the hand of one so spiritual | |
| Leaving Paradise | |
| Living paralyzed | |
| Happily anesthesized | |
| Counting alibis | |
| Learning to despise | |
| Struggling against recovery | |
| Leaving Paradise | |
| Living paralyzed | |
| Happily anesthesized |
| zuò cí : Jesus Lizard | |
| She helped her son sleep by giving him Cognac | |
| She worked a while as a circus acrobat | |
| She changed lovers on a weekly basis | |
| And posed nude for a couple crap artists | |
| Her boy' s disintrest in women | |
| Led her to hire him hookers | |
| One of whom he fell in love with | |
| A fat tramp nearly twice his elder | |
| Once a year for the rest of his life | |
| He pryed for his mom on her death' s anniversary | |
| Leaving paradise | |
| Living paralyzed | |
| Happily anesthetized | |
| Counting alibis | |
| Learning to despise | |
| Happily anesthesized | |
| This one takes care of her ankles | |
| Her cooking has " that good flavor" | |
| When she purses her lips on purpose | |
| You can see the smell climb of them | |
| She wasn' t trying to be judgemental | |
| Though her work makes one think she was | |
| In her world that' s a black and white world | |
| Blood is ink and skin is paper | |
| A Swiss army quill can perform miracles | |
| In the hand of one so spiritual | |
| Leaving Paradise | |
| Living paralyzed | |
| Happily anesthesized | |
| Counting alibis | |
| Learning to despise | |
| Struggling against recovery | |
| Leaving Paradise | |
| Living paralyzed | |
| Happily anesthesized |