Sunday, May 24, 2009

Getting my crows out for the lasses

O Mr. Smith and Mr. Wesson
Why you close up shop so late?
"Just fitted out a girl who looked like a bird
Measured .32, .44, .38
I asked that girl which road she was taking
Said she was walking the road of hate

But she stopped on a coal-trolley up to New Haven
Population: 48"
Crow Jane Crow Jane

Crow Jane Ah hah huh

Your guns are drunk and smoking

They've followed you right back to your gate
Laughing all the way back from the new town
Population, now, 28
Crow Jane Crow Jane - Nick Cave

I don't often show much skin, not because I'm a prude but because I like clothes too much. As in real life I love to layer on clothing. But, when your favourite clothing designer makes a line of tattoos what else can one do but flash those manboobs.

Lovely hand-drawn inking from Silent Sparrow.

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