andrew has no soul
i’m the son, mom the monster
move to canada

hidden cold hard cash
susan hangs from high ceiling
hot sex at wrong time

scheduled hit, edie
that’s not your paper? god, no
wrong girl, no refunds

stay at home mom blues
no one told her, ’twas so hard
we need to tell each other

carlos keeps vigil
forgive me father, my sins
depends what you buy

wouldn’t hurt a fly
paul takes matters in own hands
loop rug, soaks up well