Plaster Lyrics by Jo Schornikow
Violent is yr method
I choose romance as my weapon
Love is good and kind
Leaves a stain behind
That no cop can ever find
Court is now in session
As a victim, as confession
I would write it down
But my hands they are now bound
Left to tell to you by mouth:
I take the oath
On God’s honor I boast
Of those I killed, so willing
It’s not much, but it’s a living
Now for every failure
My heart it is my jailor
Sending me back to Australia
See all I got going;
The darkness is your not knowing.