From the recording Unindicted Coconspirators
Lyrics
Twenty seven shiny stones
To mark their passing
Twenty seven bright stars
In the ground to walk on
Burned to ash their poetry
The aftermath
Like a bride on a pyre for the funeral of
Her man
Pretty little peach
So ripe and sweet
Eat you up like candy and
Roll you around in my mind
Pick you apart like a flower
Love you to pieces
Tie you to my finger til you wilt
Love you to death
Ooo everybody loves you
Ooo I do too
Flashing lights and black ink
Feed fantasy
Object of devotion
Nothing like me
Can I get your autograph
Love you to pieces
Can I take your photograph
Love you to death
Ooo everybody loves you
Ooo I do too
Twenty seven shiny stones
to mark their passing
Twenty seven bright stars
in the ground to walk on
Burned to ash their poetry
the aftermath
Like a bride on a pyre for the funeral of
Her man
Oooo
Ooo is this love?
Love you to pieces
Love you to pieces
Oo I love you to pieces
Love you to pieces