[John Violence]

DISH
DISHES
Land of a Thousand DISHES
La Dish (de)


The boy was washing dishes drinking a glass of tea
From the other end of the hallway a dish was generating
Another dish was sliding up the dish washer
He merged perfectly with the dishes,
He washed perfectly, the dish in the hallway

The boy looked at dishes, dishes wanted to run,
but the dishes kept moving as planned
The dish took Johnny, he pushed him against the locker,
He drove it in, he drove it home, he drove it deep in dishes
The dishes disappeared, dishes fell on his knees,
started crashing his head against the locker,
started crashing his head against the locker,
started laughing hysterically

When suddenly Johnny gets the feeling he's being surrounded by
dishes, dishes, dishes, dishes
coming in in all directions
white shining silver studs with their nose in flames,
He saw dishes, dishes, dishes, dishes, dishes, dishes, dishes, dishes.
Do you know how to pony like bony maroney
Do you know how to dish, well it goes like this, it goes like this
Baby dish potato, do the dishigator, do the dishigator
And you dish the disher like your baby sister
I want your baby sister, give me your baby sister, dish your baby sister
Rise up on her knees, do the sweet pea, do the sweet pee pee,
Roll dishes on her back, got to lose control, got to lose control,
Got to lose control and then you take control,
Then you're rolled down on your back and you wash it like that,
Like it like that, like it like that, like it like that,
Then you do the watusi, yeah do the watusi

Life is filled with dishes, Johnny's laying there, his dish coffin
Angel looks down at him and says, “Oh, pretty boy,
Can't you show me nothing but dishes ?”
Johnny gets up, takes off his dish jacket,
Taped to his dish there's the answer,
You got dish knives and dish knives and
Switchblades preferred, switchblades preferred
Then he cries, then he screams, saying
Life is full of dishes, I'm cruisin' through my brain
And I fill my nose with snow and go Rimbaud,
Go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud,
And go Johnny go, and do the dishes, oh do the dishes
There's a dish place, a dish called space
It's a pretty little place, it's across the tracks,
Across the tracks and the name of the place is you like it like that,
You like it like that, you like it like that, you like it like that,
And the name of the dish is the
dishes, dishelettes, dishelettes, dishelettes,
dishelettes, dishelettes, dishelettes, dishelettes Baby calm down, dishes calm down,
In the night, in the eye of the dishes
There's a mare black and shining with yellow hair,
I put my fingers through her silken dish and found a stair,
I didn't waste time, I just walked right up and saw that
up there -- there is a dishup there -- there is a sea
up there -- there is a dish the dish the possibility
There is no land but the land


GOOD ENOUGH! I'M TIRED OF DISHES!