(I've seen the votes against her design and junk)? 

The grocery bags...courier's (something...drunk?) 

The tax of/taxed-out confusion and joy (?) 

A pink plastic press ends the brat thing 


That's right 

He's gone 

Wrapped-up 

Chiffon 

Slipped-tight 

Hung-up 

Street map(?) 

Send-up 


The shards of sweet shine the voice & foods(?) 

The street map decodes the blues came due (?) 

The girlfriends will love the way you cook (?) 

I split release on the thrash-pan 


On top 

I drop 

Fake-blood 

Fresh blood 

They're gone 

For good 

Except 

This one 


Howl inscriptions to the mother earth 

O mother africa awake your son 

To all the mommas with the money eyes 

This kinda love comes as no surprise 


The caught shadow 

In sex meadow 


The little darlings (dalis? haha) 

Describe the scene 

Appearing motions of the dripping dream 

We've been searchin' for the cream-dream wax (creem?) 

The late killers make the meters crack (lady-killers?) 


The caught shadow 

In sex meadow 


Appearing motions of the dripping dream 

The kinda girls who the money eyes 

Howl inscriptions to the mother earth 

Will mother africa awake your son 


Caught shadow 

In sex meadow 


And little darlings describe the scene 

To all the mommas with the money eyes 

The perfect motions of the dripping dream 

This kinda love comes in any size 

The sensation shaking us from sleep 

Hey the opia(?) will freak 

The dripping dream and cream of wax 

Disc (?) drops in your hand 

And it cracks