Sham Pain Lyrics & Chords By Brion Gysin

Wow, I'm sick of doubt Live in the light of certain south Cruel bindings The servants have the power dog-men and their mean women pulling poor blankets over our sailors...read more

We both know the smell of a convenience store at 4 a.m. like the backs of alotta hands. She sells me trucker crack/Mini-Thins (it's like Vivarin). She doesn't make me feel...read more

Resident mockery give us an hour for magic We of the purple glove We of the starling flight and velvet hour We of Arabic pleasure's breed We of sun dome and the night ...read more

For John Dillinger In hope he is still alive Thanks for the wild turkey and the Passenger Pigeons, destined to be shit out through wholesome American guts — Thanks for a...read more

Little Mary was five years old Her parents left her, she was out in the cold Alone to live and find her way In this great world of heartache and pain Eyes of brown, matted locks of...read more