She helped her son sleep by giving him Cognac 

She worked a while as a circus acrobat 

She changed lovers on a weekly basis 

And posed nude for a couple crap artists 

Her boy's disintrest in women 

Led her to hire him hookers 

One of whom he fell in love with 

A fat tramp nearly twice his elder 

Once a year for the rest of his life 

He pryed for his mom on her death's anniversary 

Leaving paradise 

Living paralyzed 

Happily anesthetized 

Counting alibis 

Learning to despise 

Happily anesthesized 

This one takes care of her ankles 

Her cooking has "that good flavor" 

When she purses her lips on purpose 

You can see the smell climb of them 

She wasn't trying to be judgemental 

Though her work makes one think she was 

In her world that's a black and white world 

Blood is ink and skin is paper 

A Swiss army quill can perform miracles 

In the hand of one so spiritual 

Leaving Paradise 

Living paralyzed 

Happily anesthesized 

Counting alibis 

Learning to despise 

Struggling against recovery 

Leaving Paradise 

Living paralyzed 

Happily anesthesized