"Song of The Bower" genre: Industrial Metal
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	What do you want me to say? Always, you come to me with your meddling questions. Want to know something? The Autopsy’s motivations are NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS! GO AWAY! Orlando rises like the sun to greet each new morn, and Gargantua drops like the moon when he is tired. That is all you need know. Now, go make yourself useful...
	CD: The Unshoeing of The Ass   Label: Sacrum Torch Credits: Orlando Furioso (vocals), Gargantua Pantagruel (instruments)
	Story Behind the Song There are insects in the world that are as smooth as plastic, and there are insects that are hairy. Who knows why? Likewise, there are insects that wear monocles and wool coats with elbow patches, and sit by fireplaces and claim Rossetti wrote "Song of The Bower" because he wanted to slide up the womb like some rotund half-man with a baseball hat on. But there will be no cretin to declare your safety should you fall prey to THAT deplorably untruth! The fact is, Rossetti knew like No Man that The Only Bower worth consideration was The Tower of The Phallus. THAT is where you should seek entrance! And it is made of cool, wet stone, and has a spiral staircase inside. Yes, your penis has a spiral staircase inside. And it has a little man who lives up top, who spends his days and nights looking through an enormous telescope that peers out your piddle-vent. What does he see? Only the moon and stars. Only the full, swollen girth of heaven. Perhaps one day you'll be Man enough to talk to him. Uh, probably not.

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