Sara Goldfarb sat in her apartment in Brighton Beach waitin
for the mailman waitin for the sun to hit the pavement just right while
Harry took the TV again to the pawn shop but it didnt matter because
the phone rang and the man said she was gonna be a contestant on the big show.
She was gonna be on the television with the lights and the applause and
she had to look good so she went to the closet and pulled out the red dress from
Harrys graduation but it wouldnt zip because she was too fat and Seymour was gone
and the candy and the macaroons had settled on her hips like a heavy weight.
So she went to the doctor a real shmuck who didnt even look at her just gave her
the pills the little colored ones the uppers for the day and the downers for the night
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and suddenly Sara was flyin.
She was cleanin the house and the hunger
was gone and her heart was goin
thump-thump-thump
like a little bird caught in a cage
but she didnt care because
she was gonna be a star.
but she didnt care because
she was gonna be a star.
The red dress was gonna fit and everyone would see her
and be jealous especially the women on
the sun-bridge who sat and gossiped all day.
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The pills,
the little blues and yellows and oranges and purples,
they weren’t her friends anymore.
They were sirens.
Sara sat in the kitchen and the sound of the clock was like a hammer hitting a nail,
bang-bang-bang
and the walls started to breathe,
heaving in and out like a giant chest.
She was waitin for the mail, waitin for the call,
but the apartment was turnin into a funhouse where nothin stayed still.
LOOK OUT
She was waitin for the mail, waitin for the call,
but the apartment was turnin into a funhouse where nothin stayed still.
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Then the fridge started. It didn’t just hum; it began to growl,
a low, metallic belly-rumble that vibrated through the linoleum
and up into her slippers. It shook. It rattled. It took a step forward,
the heavy white door lookin like a giant mouth full of cold, rotten teeth.
It wanted to eat her. It wanted to swallow Sara whole because she was
a bad girl who wanted the macaroons, who wanted the sweets,
and the fridge was the judge and the jury.
LOOK OUT
Then the fridge started. It didn’t just hum; it began to growl,
a low, metallic belly-rumble that vibrated through the linoleum
and up into her slippers. It shook. It rattled. It took a step forward,
the heavy white door lookin like a giant mouth full of cold, rotten teeth.
It wanted to eat her. It wanted to swallow Sara whole because she was
a bad girl who wanted the macaroons, who wanted the sweets,
and the fridge was the judge and the jury.
Then the fridge started. It didn’t just hum; it began to growl,
a low, metallic belly-rumble that vibrated through the linoleum
and up into her slippers. It shook. It rattled. It took a step forward,
the heavy white door lookin like a giant mouth full of cold, rotten teeth.
It wanted to eat her. It wanted to swallow Sara whole because she was
a bad girl who wanted the macaroons, who wanted the sweets,
and the fridge was the judge and the jury.
LOOK OUT
Then the fridge started. It didn’t just hum; it began to growl,
a low, metallic belly-rumble that vibrated through the linoleum
and up into her slippers. It shook. It rattled. It took a step forward,
the heavy white door lookin like a giant mouth full of cold, rotten teeth.
It wanted to eat her. It wanted to swallow Sara whole because she was
a bad girl who wanted the macaroons, who wanted the sweets,
and the fridge was the judge and the jury.
Then the fridge started. It didn’t just hum; it began to growl,
a low, metallic belly-rumble that vibrated through the linoleum
and up into her slippers. It shook. It rattled. It took a step forward,
the heavy white door lookin like a giant mouth full of cold, rotten teeth.
It wanted to eat her. It wanted to swallow Sara whole because she was
a bad girl who wanted the macaroons, who wanted the sweets,
and the fridge was the judge and the jury.
LOOK OUT
She looked at the TV and the Big Prize Show was on but it wasn’t right.
The colors were bleedin off the screen, stainin her carpet with neon slime.
LOOK OUT
The host, he wasn’t smilin anymore; he was lookin right at her,
pointin a finger through the glass. The audience in the studio
they crawled out of the tube. They were in her parlor,
hootin and hollerin, pointin at her flabby arms and her messy hair,
laughin with mouths that opened too wide, showin rows and rows of sharp, glitterin teeth.
LOOK OUT
The host, he wasn’t smilin anymore; he was lookin right at her,
pointin a finger through the glass. The audience in the studio
they crawled out of the tube. They were in her parlor,
hootin and hollerin, pointin at her flabby arms and her messy hair,
laughin with mouths that opened too wide, showin rows and rows of sharp, glitterin teeth.
LOOK OUT
The host, he wasn’t smilin anymore; he was lookin right at her,
pointin a finger through the glass. The audience in the studio
they crawled out of the tube. They were in her parlor,
hootin and hollerin, pointin at her flabby arms and her messy hair,
laughin with mouths that opened too wide, showin rows and rows of sharp, glitterin teeth.
The host, he wasn’t smilin anymore; he was lookin right at her,
pointin a finger through the glass. The audience in the studio
they crawled out of the tube. They were in her parlor,
hootin and hollerin, pointin at her flabby arms and her messy hair,
laughin with mouths that opened too wide, showin rows and rows of sharp, glitterin teeth.
LOOK OUT
“Juice! Juice! Juice!”
they screamed, and the sound
was a physical weight,
crushin the air out of her lungs.
LOOK OUT
Everything was movin.
The patterns on the wallpaper turned into snakes,
twistin and coilin. Sara tried to run but her legs were like lead,
and the floor was turnin into a swamp of grey mush.
Everything was movin.
The patterns on the wallpaper turned into snakes,
twistin and coilin. Sara tried to run but her legs were like lead,
and the floor was turnin into a swamp of grey mush.
LOOK OUT
Everything was movin.
The patterns on the wallpaper turned into snakes,
twistin and coilin. Sara tried to run but her legs were like lead,
and the floor was turnin into a swamp of grey mush.
LOOK OUT
Everything was movin.
The patterns on the wallpaper turned into snakes,
twistin and coilin. Sara tried to run but her legs were like lead,
and the floor was turnin into a swamp of grey mush.
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LOOK OUT
She took another pill just one more to steady the nerves
just one more to make the fridge stay in the kitchen but
the pill exploded in her throat into a thousand jagged sparks.
LOOK OUT
The light in the room turned
a sick electric red.
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The light in the room turned
a sick electric red.
The light in the room turned
a sick electric red.
LOOK OUT
She had to get to the studio. She had to find the man.
If she could just get under the lights, the monsters would turn back into shadows.
She had to get to the studio. She had to find the man.
If she could just get under the lights, the monsters would turn back into shadows.
LOOK OUT
She saw herself in the mirror but it wasn’t Sara;
it was a corpse in a red dress, skin hangin off the bones like melted wax.
LOOK OUT
LOOK OUT
She saw herself in the mirror but it wasn’t Sara;
it was a corpse in a red dress, skin hangin off the bones like melted wax.
LOOK OUT
She began to scream but no sound
came out only a dry hiss,
because the pills had dried up her soul.
LOOK OUT
But the subway was a tunnel to hell and the people
were demons with blank faces and the red dress was turnin into fire,
burnin her skin until there was nothin left but the sizzle of the nerves.
But the subway was a tunnel to hell and the people
were demons with blank faces and the red dress was turnin into fire,
burnin her skin until there was nothin left but the sizzle of the nerves.
LOOK OUT
But the subway was a tunnel to hell and the people
were demons with blank faces and the red dress was turnin into fire,
burnin her skin until there was nothin left but the sizzle of the nerves.
LOOK OUT
But the subway was a tunnel to hell and the people
were demons with blank faces and the red dress was turnin into fire,
burnin her skin until there was nothin left but the sizzle of the nerves.
LOOK OUT
Then came the hospital and the doctors who didn’t listen and
the electricity through the brain sizzle-fryin everything until the memories
of Seymour and Harry and the red dress were all burnt up into a grey ash.
Then came the hospital and the doctors who didn’t listen and
the electricity through the brain sizzle-fryin everything until the memories
of Seymour and Harry and the red dress were all burnt up into a grey ash.
Then came the hospital and the doctors who didn’t listen and
the electricity through the brain sizzle-fryin everything until the memories
of Seymour and Harry and the red dress were all burnt up into a grey ash.
Then came the hospital and the doctors who didn’t listen and
the electricity through the brain sizzle-fryin everything until the memories
of Seymour and Harry and the red dress were all burnt up into a grey ash.
In the end she was just a shell layin in a white bed
dreamin a dream that wasnt real where Harry
was a big success and he had a beautiful girl
and Sara was on the stage in the red dress lookin beautiful and everyone
was clappin and the lights were so bright you couldnt see the dark underneath.
