I've got you now, I'll show you all I'll kick out the chair, let you dangle slow In the back of the bus all of us Like the coats in cloak rooms And if you rise again, take a form I know The river will boil, then overflow And the houses you're haunting Will tremble with temporal hoodoo I don't know about you But I am hellbent, I know what it is that I must do Close your eyes when we kiss ‘Cause I'm prepared to set myself on fire for this You will drop on all fours Get down, show me what you're good for Sass mouth, pink bellied I perceive And for this your naughty deed I'm throwing you over my bony knee So don't cry, don't scream good lord You always knew what you're in for When my belt unbuckles so believe You grubby little thing I'm throwing you over my bony knee In your tender place when you're safe at home There's a tombstone that waits of your very own While you're rutting like beasts In the sheets of my sterilized room In your comfy bed, air-conditioned car There are vapors and toxins to get you all In the water you drink, in the air that you breath In the soil under your shoe I don't know about you But I am at peace, I know what it is that I must do I hope you are sitting down, dear Come hell or high water this sick world will know I was here You will drop on all fours Get down, show me what you're good for Sass mouth, pink bellied I perceive And for this your naughty deed I'm throwing you over my bony knee So don't cry, don't scream good lord You always knew what you're in for When my belt unbuckles so believe You grubby little thing I'm throwing you over my bony knee We know where you sleep
Such an actually evil song lmao, but it does bang. You'd hope he was trying to characterise something or pattern of behaviour and not just bask in ultraviolence but its hard to tell lol
According to Congleton, the whole record is a (pretty loose) concept album about how fear can control our lives. This song in particular seems like it's written from the perspective of that fear personified, menacing the unseen protagonist with all the ways they could die horribly in a manner that also uncomfortably calls to mind domestic abuse.
