Soulcolour

Hungry pups jumping at mother’s lumps

Customers pushing to get to the front, has me blushing

They want his place but he won’t budge

This one’s a tough one, maybe trained

Everyone had a life before they got involved with the heroin craze

Sweaty heads, clenched fists

Suffering cravings because the Duffy’s was crazy delayed

Now the circus here, zebras trying to graze but I’ve all the crazy grass

I got that snow the horses mush through in Russia

They’re asking me how much, I don’t even have to push

Unguent, pulps, measured drops melding with cough stuff in cups

I’m only jumping in the club after taking bumps, I’ve taken lumps

I’ve done shifts in drug squats on beanbags, with gun-toting jumpy cunts

Made a speedbag from the foodbag of a junkie once

Born a year after ’91, flunked every test

“Really, Son?” when they saw the results

Now sulking seeing my results, green man Incredible Hulk living good

Black as a mumps patient’s bedroom during the day

Paint-stained soul, coal black and through and through bad bastard

I’ve taken hair clumps in hand and asked to make sure they understand

Smashing a forehead off a sink edge, bang bang like I’m smashing statues

All day everyday, bedside locker only a rolling tray, recommend that use

Yeah it’s drug abusing and ultimately I’ll be the loser but look at the prettiness of the illusions I’m producing?

Made men piss their pants just from the staredown

Fear pangs, tear down

Your wall hangings and vast tapestries

Make way for my own gallery of vanities

High figures swear down, swearing at volume seeing the columns

We can let our hair down, maybe some pills’ll get swallowed

Worm keeps turning and so do I, an eternity worried about being followed

That’s the price and that price is right

I sell that powdered rice in a sugary guise

Became a titan of white, Greek type

But this time a lesson learned: immunity to lightning.

Used be tight with pursestrings type guy

Now I’m buying everyone in this bar a pint, everything’s going perfect

Still far from fine, I need the lot, collar hot

All the stuff that seemed so far from mine just got bought.

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