Yellow dress

Double vision look twice before crossing

By the double yellow lines, taking time

Double dealing unto marble ceilings in Dublin

Old regime’s buildings turned to rubble

Double crossed at the first sign of trouble

Double dealing, that belly feeling 

Deals I find unappealing

Eves I see, crying about apple peeling

Reaching up, serpent’s teaching, Samael was in Eden

Win a bronze and fashion a snake idol from it

Forty desert years is the opposite of flooding

Ten course meals, dessert is Charbonnel pudding

She’s wearing all yellow, appearing as a Daffodil meadow

Schonbrunn coloured, we shuffle out emptied out the ovens

Laughed loud, conversationally smothering, fuck others

Vroom vroom she cries shotgun, the doors gull wing 

She makes me grow like crop sun, two sucks gonna pop, son

I’ve popped men like teenage zits, bang cap capping wagging your pop gun

Batman boom pop zack thwack when I smack you and take your back

More hooks in than a leviathan’s back, than a Megadeth track, thrash attack

He’s far from bad but always smashed, had to kick him out the band

Let’s not abandon the work, Four Horsemen was Mustaine’s Mechanix

Panic whenever I have to haggle with a bandit mechanic

Handsome but sense I’m not manly, got baggage, easily handled

They take advantage like it was a diamond’s name

And they were Hatton Garden trained

Make the Great Train Robbery pale

It’s all fake, tall tales

Alchemically, it eats its tail

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