Rifle Eyes lyrics

[Doseone and Why?]
A murder of mosquitoes, and moths, and gnats
Ravage the florescent flickering ribs of a motel lot flood light
Their frantic trajectories perfectly sketching insane in it’s halogen corona
No collision... no drinking of bulbs at long last...
Just a panicked moon drove dance they bang their insect eyes and mind at in the dark

Note: it takes an extended stay
America’s common black self cleaning line of ants
Approximately one and a-two third’s hours to completely excavate
The fresh kill carcass of a large New Orleans cricket

Point: minnows have teeth in their throats… (x3)

Thrice we passed this truck all packed with pigs...
This truck is always packed with pigs
You can not tell nor ask a pear tree
That it might only have the bird’s nests happen to its branches

Have you ever marveled through the pretty pith of your turned around eye
At the bug blood gut modern art on the fender of your country crossing rental van?

It then becomes self evident
That nature is responsible...
To peel deer from desert fun...
To sleep through vulture mouths...
Its femur like a chopstick through the paper