Amphetamine madness, leather and badness
Piercings across me like I fell on a cactus
Laughter, panic by the masses at our passage
Group is massive but not mohawk tall
Baulked some but none talked
Normally so talkative
Wages spent, down to me last few pence
But still a lot pent up, going to a punk show to pogo
Spit on the band before they go, abandon all hope
I’m seeing paranoid visions and that’s after the gig.
Alchemisland 
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