Day trip and I can’t wait
Sun’s out, feeling great
Spotify, fuck the radio
Danny Brown, like ready to go
Weed coners stowed to get stoned on some foreign corner
Never dispensed on talamh, respect that goddess
Love that middle Ireland, royal and haunted
Can’t wait to see a vast castle built by Normans
I like to see nothing modern, only shit that’s enormous
Ancient colossus, if it’s not an ancient wonder vomit emoji toss it
Wrath if I check the map and there’s no raths nearby
No matter where you are, there’s always a rat nearby
She drives because I can’t drive, I describe the things we pass by
Descrying your growing skill at driving, confident and thriving
Can’t wait, less than an hour until arrival, forecast read fine
No red sky in shepherd warning this morning
No pressure but I’m extra so don’t be boring
Dope shit in the playlist, volume to fifty six
Tricks blasphemous due the triple six
Bank transfer, spending cash
More fixed games than the fairground
And I’m Lester Ballard walking around
With my rifle ready
When I enter the village, confetti
Rare as a black Yeti, someone dyed Peter Mayhew.
Alchemisland 
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