Alchemisland

Amounts I’m needing, have the dealers treating their fiends

To a wine and cheese evening, sorry can’t make the soirée

Swerve our date, sorry it’s not that we’re not mates

But I just can’t make room, life’s a small place

Your company felt like time in jail short shower rape

Shit in my bifter a fixture on foreign shores

Crossed the Pacific like an invasion force

If you need it, that fix, hit me

But don’t be chatty cathy, be specific

Turbots burning like heresiarchs

My fiends in darkness, city arches

They emerge when I’m on the march

Like they were marshalled for the wild hunt

Sell two blunts to a blonde

Still funny, used to be stunning now she’s a munter

Her fella ran the underground then he went under

Now she’s back from London keeping covert

I can see she’s strung out on the work

That Afghan shit from the CIA black budget

I don’t feel anything, I have to earn

It’s her urge, her life to purge.