Poor Infant Lyrics

The song Poor Infant is performed by Tilt in the album named Play Cell in the year 1993 .



I refuse, refuse to weaken my will, adhered here to glue to these =
neglected sheets, stranded on, abandoned on my own two feet, tenants of =
occupants of indifferent streets. Oh poor infant, you only took an =
instant, but now you're soaking in it, you're in for quite a ride, my =
poor little flopping on the griddle, still bloody in the middle. =
Conjuring, coaxing out my bravest face, suffer through, carreen through =
rooms of tired eyes, whining high, like an engine fed on spite, too much =
to take, too much luck, I dump the clutch every time. Through the womb, =
into this mess with me, it was no accident I had to have some company, =
through the membrane out you came, reluctantly sure, I bore you =
selflessly, but I had to have some company, company, company, company.
Submitted by: Mel



Tilt - Play Cell

May 1993

  1. Bad Seed
  2. Come Across
  3. Dead Bum
  4. Fool To Blame
  5. Idiot Lips
  6. Locust
  7. One Day
  8. Play Cell
  9. Poor Infant
  10. Small Bills
  11. Unlucky Lounge
  12. White Homes
  13. Yellow Bellies

Poor Infant