Molly on me like I misspelt the name of cloned sheep Dolly
Someone’s getting robbed tonight
Clints and grykes, Wallace and Gromit
Rubbed out, I’m an eraser taking life from the pages
Taking no one alive, Jim Morrison style
Bricked up fire exit, dead pile up deep fried at the disco
Dancing bumper to bumper until flames upjumped
Temperature bump, music thumping, more heard nothing until too late
Could someone have done something to save them? Absolutely
But saying it now is pretty vacant
New metal rusted, people turned to vapour, stardust disaster
Call that star baker, in bad taste like a bootleg cover by Mayhem
Saying numbers into the receiver like I’m ordering where the waiter speaks Chinese
Making it easier to get served my three in one once a week, one in three fall to me
I’m worse than a mosquito when it comes to lifetaking, mind Australian
How furnishings are stapled to ceilings, alien device in my ear canal
Removed on my doctor’s advice, that green rice grips me like a vice
Deptford Mice how I keep going lower, into the jaws of danger
Back stronger than a rower, tried to rack me and it broke, stoved
Took the wood and in his head I made a hole, ways manifold
Everything, duality attractive but limiting, two systems are out
New system in just in time for Y2K, flights will be safe
Or maybe they would have been anyway, still paid
Better being safe than sorry according to my old mommy
Expired johnny in my old wallet, your body
I’m back on it, old habit, ex ex alcoholic
My mind in reverse order: sex sex chronic
Triple X tales of messy club evenings and sex swings
Oakey’s on the decks, boots on like I’m making arrests
Your account in arrears while mine’s steadily swelling
I’m a mansome Samson, bringing pillars down, you’re Mr Belding
Hell week every week how I treat my unequals
Asking people on the street what two plus two equals
Results made me think mediaeval times are repeating
Is my cat a prisoner, he’s lying by the window
Hard to know what he’s thinking, what he knows.
Alchemisland 
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