Thomas (lyrics, Kiss)

Crowe · 05-31-2008, 12:15 PM

Thomas

Call him Thomas he prepares people to be buried,
He paints the cadavers a smile though his mind is weary.
The temperature rising here in the mortuary,
You've got to be careful or you spoil the stiffs.
Lonely Tom and his bodies alone he wonders...

He wants to move to Alaska to start a new life,
Befriend the Eskimo children and build a snow wife.
He swears he will use the ice as a blanket,
And sculpt a pillow out of a mountain.
And his pulse lacking friends stay colder than you.

Things are getting hot here closer to the equator.
His hair is melting, synthetic plastic strands into human rubber.
The bodies begin to stink, releasing the awful odor.
His skin turns red but his mind returns to cold.
Simple brain freeze to keep him from turning old.

Thomas is getting tired, well he's tired to death,
He looks at his wards and touches their features,
His finger tips near the lips and it's here he lingers.
Thomas leans in holding his breath,
And he kisses body number 4, drawer K.

Thomas' friends are rotting in the swelter,
He's too tired to find the reason for the blisters.
Thomas looks for his best friend in drawer A,
He climbs in with her, gunshot wound to the trachea.
He falls asleep curled around her torso.

His chest rises and falls, and falls again.
Never to rise, Thomas and friends.

R. Crowe

bsmix · 06-02-2008, 06:07 PM

I love the subject, being a necrophiliac, but I couldn't get it exactly. What are you trying to do with hot and cold?

DontRunMeOver · 06-03-2008, 01:26 PM

Maybe he's contrasting how dead bodies are physically cold to the touch but can get you really hot and bothered. By you I mean me.

Crowe · 06-03-2008, 01:31 PM

DRMO is pretty spot on - the whole locale idea is a mental technique he uses to stay sane - but finally he can't control it anymore. I don't like explaining my lyrics unless there is a genuine misunderstanding due to a language barrier. You take from it what you will, imo. That's the beauty. But if you have to know, that is what I was doing with the temperature.

DontRunMeOver · 06-03-2008, 01:49 PM

How did you know about my mental technique?

Strangely enough, I was thinking the other day about how somebody would go about befriending an eskimo. I would like an eskimo for a friend. Also, I would like a midget for a friend. An eskimo midget friend would be amazing. An eskimo midget mistress... hmmmmm? Where is my mind taking me.

bsmix · 06-03-2008, 02:11 PM

o ok thanks for the explanation, I like it.
careful tho, I've been told eskimo vag can be rather cold

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05-31-2008, 12:15 PM
Crowe Music Addict Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: Chicago/St. Louie Posts: 727	Thomas Thomas Call him Thomas he prepares people to be buried, He paints the cadavers a smile though his mind is weary. The temperature rising here in the mortuary, You've got to be careful or you spoil the stiffs. Lonely Tom and his bodies alone he wonders... He wants to move to Alaska to start a new life, Befriend the Eskimo children and build a snow wife. He swears he will use the ice as a blanket, And sculpt a pillow out of a mountain. And his pulse lacking friends stay colder than you. Things are getting hot here closer to the equator. His hair is melting, synthetic plastic strands into human rubber. The bodies begin to stink, releasing the awful odor. His skin turns red but his mind returns to cold. Simple brain freeze to keep him from turning old. Thomas is getting tired, well he's tired to death, He looks at his wards and touches their features, His finger tips near the lips and it's here he lingers. Thomas leans in holding his breath, And he kisses body number 4, drawer K. Thomas' friends are rotting in the swelter, He's too tired to find the reason for the blisters. Thomas looks for his best friend in drawer A, He climbs in with her, gunshot wound to the trachea. He falls asleep curled around her torso. His chest rises and falls, and falls again. Never to rise, Thomas and friends. R. Crowe __________________ My silly experimental band: www.myspace.com/boyfromthestarsmusic

06-02-2008, 06:07 PM
bsmix Music Addict Join Date: Apr 2008 Location: California Posts: 171	I love the subject, being a necrophiliac, but I couldn't get it exactly. What are you trying to do with hot and cold? __________________ a music nazi....is still a nazi

06-03-2008, 01:31 PM
Crowe Music Addict Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: Chicago/St. Louie Posts: 727	DRMO is pretty spot on - the whole locale idea is a mental technique he uses to stay sane - but finally he can't control it anymore. I don't like explaining my lyrics unless there is a genuine misunderstanding due to a language barrier. You take from it what you will, imo. That's the beauty. But if you have to know, that is what I was doing with the temperature. __________________ My silly experimental band: www.myspace.com/boyfromthestarsmusic

06-03-2008, 02:11 PM
bsmix Music Addict Join Date: Apr 2008 Location: California Posts: 171	o ok thanks for the explanation, I like it. careful tho, I've been told eskimo vag can be rather cold __________________ a music nazi....is still a nazi