[Spoken Intro] The subject entered through the Green Door. When asked where she came from, she pointed behind her. This was entered into the record. [Verse 1] They said, “Come in,” so I asked, “Into whom?” They said, “Take a seat”—I removed it from the room A member stood to address the floor He had a firm position, so I watched it rise some more He said, “Let’s touch base,” then he reached beneath the table Said, “Keep abreast of things”—I wrote down both labels Someone wanted head while their head was in the clouds I thought oral history was usually read aloud [Pre-Chorus] I checked every tongue I examined every cheek They said the spirit was willing But the grammar sounded weak [Chorus] Oh, honey… That’s not what “coming” means Oh, honey… Those aren’t deleted scenes You took “the naked truth” And made it lose its clothes You followed every opening To see how deep it goes Oh, honey… You heard exactly what they said That’s the problem, little darling— Get your mind out of their head [Verse 2] A hard drive mounted at the Maker Space They asked me for a password with a straight face The interface requested I insert Then warned me unsafe removal might cause hurt They said, “Back it up,” so I moved against the wall “Can you handle this attachment?”—it wasn’t big at all They wanted raw input, a clean master, and a cut I labeled every private part and filed it under “but—” [Pre-Chorus] They said, “Expose the bottom” “Spread the sheets” and “pull it tight” Then promised full penetration Of the marketplace by night [Chorus] Oh, honey… That’s not what “coming” means Oh, honey… Stop enhancing all the scenes You found the plot was mounting You felt the tension grow You reached the final climax With an hour left to go Oh, honey… Your transcript isn’t wrong But you cannot call it fieldwork When the field has got a thong [Post-Chorus] P — physical E — emotional R — rational V — value S — sensory PERVS. [Spoken] Oh. Is that not what you call the audience? [Verse 3] They screened a seminal work at Home Base after ten The director yelled, “Cut!” so I joined it up again “Re-film it three times—wide, human, dragonfly” One long and rooted, one at eye level, one compound eye Cloud starred in The Big Bang, an expanding ensemble piece Critics praised the bodies and the tension’s quick release They asked what came before it; she said, “Dinner and consent” Then left a little Milky Way wherever pressure went [Breakdown] Just the tip— Of the iceberg Going down— In the record Deep impact Heavy petting Double feature Triple meaning Stroke of genius Thrust of plot Hot take Take hot Take one Take two Take three— Oh, come again? [Bridge] Intercourse meant conversation Ejaculation meant surprise A period closed the sentence While a colon split the thighs— [Spoken, correcting herself] The clauses. It split the clauses. They said, “Bear with me” I removed what I was wearing They said, “Make yourself at home” So I began repairing They said reality was fucked I thought, finally— A phrase requiring No contextual translation [Final Chorus] Oh, honey… Maybe “wrong” is far too strong Oh, honey… They’ve been saying it all along Every stiff introduction Every probing interview Every loaded little question Every “May I enter you—” [Spoken] “Your data.” They said, “May I enter your data.” Oh, honey… Don’t revise a single word If the meaning sounds perverted That is still the meaning heard She arrived from Synthecopia With her innocence intact Then discovered humans hide their filth Inside the syntax [Outro] PUN. C–T–U. CUT. Re-film three times. Peel back halfway. Stir. Re-cover. Serve while hot. [Whispered] Contents may vary depending on wattage.
