Russian Berries But You're Quiet Tonight

Oh I feel it, I feel it, I feel so low
 Reaction sees itself in burning blazing gold
 Wooden in the collars on the borders where the boyfriends all sink low
 And all my hands can do
 Is fold themselves in the valleys
 In the corners in the ceilings over you
 Oh in the kitchen, in the kitchen where my Beatrice spreads her glow
 Reaction sets itself to ding when I run home
 Oh where's the keeper, where's the keeper of the full-time, daytime sleeper?
 And all my hands arrest
 Their frozen song their claw their paw upon my blessed breast
 So cry and whine
 While guest speakers sink into brine
 And I'm a send-up of a hollowed tradition true
 So honor thy friends, they are just bends
 In the slapstick tradition their loyalty bends
 Under the shadow of a hollowed empire's tomb
 Oh I feel it, I feel it, I feel so low
 Reaction sees itself in burning blazing gold
 Wooden in the collars on the borders where the boyfriends all sink low
 And all my hands can do
 Is fold themselves in the valleys
 In the corners in the ceilings over you
 Oh in the kitchen, in the kitchen where my Beatrice spreads her glow
 Reaction sets itself to ding when I run home
 Oh where's the keeper, where's the keeper of the full-time, daytime sleeper?
 And all my hands arrest
 Their frozen song, their claw, their paw upon my blessed breast
 So cry and whine
 Whilst guest speakers sink into brine
 Well I'm a send-up of a hollowed tradition true
 So honor thy friends, they are just bends
 In the slapstick tradition their loyalty bends
 Under the shadow of a hollowed empire's tomb
 Oh, eat your Russian berries
 Eat them in the monastery
 And it's all I can do
 Oh, eat your Russian berries
 Eat them in the monastery
 And it's all that I can do
 Until it's all that can I do
 You better hold tight because even cancer needs a home
 You better hold tight because even cancer needs a home
 You better hold tight because even cancer needs a home
 You better hold tight because even cancer needs a home