wafer-thin

Shoulders hunched, his eyes shut tight, Trotting almost and often catching in the mat, Hooked into the sister's arm, awkward and ugly, The idiot goes for his weekly bath.

And brought us tea, hot and sweet And so to dinner Flat, unleavened bread, wafer thin Cooked in an iron skillet over the open hearth

You walk on, talk on, boy you really rock on Grooving on a wafer-thin ice You’re dancing, romancing, boy you’re really chancing

Waves And then goodbye I live in a wafer thin dream I, I can't cry

Subcutaneous fat hurts good like that Dancing beneath my wafer-thin crust Teasing me

In lockstep with the gourmands Who'll lick your fat from their chins If they're Mr. Creosote, we're not even a wafer-thin mint

Thy cheek, now flush with roses, sunk and lean; Thy lips with age as any wafer thin; Thy pearly teeth out of thy head so clean

Wafer thin The waif is in She's chlorine clean and portion fed Feed the dog

Ah, forget it Individuals run for cover For the multitude of thoughtless clones

(One, two, three) I could feel the walls  Closing in around me

A most comforting band To the somnolent leisure Wafer-thin through the land Shhh!

My words are integrating into greater things A different grade of ink is paving the way for things, the path was wafer thin Lay the bricks I talk upon, zooming down the autobahn