Put some lipstick on

At least your lies will be pretty

A shadow on my face

And us donkeys wake up weary



Sweating and sickly

Donkeys don't allow their tears

No emotion never feel

And drown themselves in whatever



Find some meaning

Donkeys weight cracking a spire



Sweetness bent double

Whole days making polite

Never moving out of turn

Or ever trying to be natural



Those with silence inside

Eyes bare piss holes in the snow

Drained and burnt yellow

And sunk in self-pity



Jerusalem saw off

Donkeys are only left with lies

Are only left with lies