Lou Lyrics - King Missile

Lou wanted to be noticed and understood, 

but he was so quiet. 

So one day he wrote the following poem: 

a four or five piece band 

where three or four of the people don't play any instruments 

performed in front of an 

audience consisting solely of six foot two lesbians from Anchorage Alaska, 

a kind of healing feeling friendly Sam 

for a fortnight and a half a ham and cheese 

insinuating strenuous selfishness 

and culminating in 

concrete caribou tissue 

and crucified cats 

After finishing the poem, Lou left it on the dining room table. 

Then he went into the bathroom, slit each wrist 

seven times 

and quietly died. 

No one noticed but everyone understood. 

No one noticed but everyone understood.