Harelip lyrics - Tomahawk song

I am the harelip give me one more kiss We'll have a mardi gras on deserted streets Fingers and ball sacks, rock me to muzak My powers involve wine; keep the mirror stained I was awake all through the surgery The people dancing, laughing all for me you sewed me up but it will never heal Will I forget then learn to smile someday? Potbelly, sickbed, all scars and sweet bread A lonely vacation, your own Disney parade It's all that he has Clamped up by walkmans A midnight waiting room, hear the distant screams