The Smashing Pumpkins — Annie-Dog

Amphetamine Annie-Dog Has her leash and a face Her velvet spleen Her shackle spine Her diamond curse It comes with mine A vessel she for violent I Confession arms a wake Mine, mine, you were always mine Possessed by my taste And below, the angel dog Combs her hair and sings her psalms The bombs go off, she doesn’t notice It all goes wrong, she sets things tragic She is Venus, she is Mars She’s electric, and the struggle of Upon her face, we leave no trace But in her stomach, mercury aged She holds the blood She carves the knives She tapes the wires in our babies Amphetamine Annie-Dog Pulls her trash and her stories From place to place, and bed to bed Gives of herself and the magnet head Another floor, another ceiling Counting stars with double meanings Is it wrong to be swallowed whole? To disappear in her? To give to her the priceless peace Of giving up control? We tumble out into the streets And Annie-Dog, she drags her leash Pretty face, ugly mouth Bitter bred and so released And by the no, and in the yes Annie goes, if you couldn’t guess A simple man, a sycophant Her elephant with the laughing call She wants clean sheets, and fresh flowers And dental shots, and the Hong Kong glue Amphetamine Annie-Dog Has her leash and a face