[Hedwig's Lament]
I was born on the other side
Of a town ripped in two
And no matter how hard I tried
I'd end up black and blue

I rose from off of the doctor's slab
I lost a piece of my heart
Now everyone gets to take a stab
They cut me up into parts

I gave a piece to my mother
I gave a piece to my man
I gave a piece to the rock star
He took the good stuff and ran

[Exquisite Corpse]
Oh God, I'm all sewn up
A hardened razor-cut
Scar-map across my body
And you can trace the lines
Through misery's design
That map across my body

A collage
I'm all sеwn up
A montage
I'm all sewn up
A random pattern with a needlе and thread
The overlapping way diseases are spread
To a tornado body
With a hand grenade head
And the legs are two lovers entwined

Inside I'm hollowed out
Outside's a paper shroud
And all the rest's illusion
That there's a will and soul
That we can wrest control
From chaos and confusion

A collage
I'm all sewn up
A montage
I'm all sewn up

The automatist's undoing
The whole world starts unscrewing
As time collapses and space warps
You see decay and ruin
I tell you, "No, no, no, no
You make such an exquisite corpse"

I got it all sewn up
A hardened razor cut scab up across my body
And you can trace the lines through misery's design
That map across my body
A collage
I'm all sewn up
A montage
I'm all sewn up