These Few Presidents
WHY?
[Verse 1]
At your house the smell of our still living human bodies and oven gas
You pray to nothing out loud
Two first names and an ampersand
Embroidered proudly on a kitchen towel
You're a beautiful and violent word
With a skinny neck of a chinese bird
In a fading ancient painting
And if you're in heaven waiting
You made it there fighting
The tightest kite string
In a bad storm with lightning

[Chorus]
And now these few presidents
Frowning in my pocket
Can persuade no god
To let me let you talk, oh
These few presidents
Frowning in my pocket
Can persuade no god
To let me let you off
[Post-Chorus]
Even though I haven't seen you in years
Yours is a funeral I'd fly to from anywhere

[Verse 2]
I thought I had a pebble in my sock
I pulled it off and shook out a wasp
It stumbled out lost, and without a pause
Unstung as I was, still I stomped it
I thought, there is no paved street worthy
Of your perfect Scandanavian feet (wow, wow, wow, wow)
My crooked chinese fingers groped
The machinery of your throat

[Chorus]
And now these few presidents
Frowning in my pocket
Can persuade no god
To let me let you talk, oh
These few presidents
Drowning in my pocket
Can persuade no god
To let me let you off

[Post-Chorus]
Even though I haven't seen you in years
Yours is a funeral I'd fly to from anywhere
Write the lyrics for a rock song made in 2008, titled "These Few Presidents", by artist "WHY?".