Alchemisland

Pile driver red eye pilot

Colliding with sidewalks like RTE ice guy

Have your spine contriving to form the shape of the top of an egg’s case, wheelchair driver

Any more talk you’ll be relearning to walk

Going to business talks

Doing online courses, undertaking e-learning 

Diverse portfolio, soul sold for motion 

Fashionably early, missold promotion

Illusions that last long enough to clear you out

Moon in the sky when I land on that sandbank shank out, Irish pirate

Make you walk the plank

Basic standard saw your substandard gaff and its mank

Mines like from a mag

And all that from selling bags, cannon mags in the fruitbowl

Ten man drag races in a Supra

Wherever the food go we’re moving in the spaceship.