Alchemisland

Cloud nine rearview, sign reads eleven

Cloud City full of imperial troops, wouldn’t be a smooth move 

With boxes full of groove rocks in the boot

Noshing down on lines until I’ve got snot that’s white spotless

Furthest elevation as my Adidas scrape the firmament

Can’t tell if it’s been an hour or eighteen, might be permanent

Something is burning and it’s happening for all eternity

I’m a rabid Saint Bernard, crying ‘he’d never turn on me’

Don’t worry he’d never hurt anybody, that was before he was frothy

Before he feared the drips of dropsey, found water noxious

Car he leaps to the top of it, popping up his mean streak

Ripping once he’s on top of you, face a meat feast

Three body kill streak, body counter creeping up

Mouth wet need a blunt to dry it up, Cujo creepy mutt

You joke but it’s really rough, duck did I stutter

Kane do you ever read Sutter?

Dropping keys, hands all buttered

No stars on show but I’m lying in the gutter anyway

Hound used to be tame but now he’s wild

Acting unafraid, should have swayed my Oscar

Sweat gleaming, his teeth red as used cutter

Crying horrifido, trapped inside like an in shut

Car won’t start, no input

I best run, put one foot

Ain’t been outside since two thousand one

Stranger, alien to the shine of the sun

No time to drive me to the station

Disco generation, keep me alive playing staying alive on my chest

Gee you been some busy bees.