The head is the best part

My headcut my woodcut

I saw you in the gallery

With your torso and family

A huge smiling central face

With eyes and lips cut out

But smiling and eating

Lots of other lips...



A beautiful mask in plastercast

Such a beautiful mask in plastercast

Can I take it back with me?

Back to the flat with me?



Oh severed head

I'll feed your head with bread

And paint your lips bright red

I'll keep it fresh on ice

It will look very nice



Can I take it back with me

Back to the flat with me



Shrunken heads under the bed

The flies are humming

There's a red under the bed

The spit is turning

Roasting burning

Shadows dancing -- by the fire

Flickering flames laugh -- with desire



The head is the best part

My headcut my woodcut