Alchemisland

You can find the exit hole

Using fingers trace the torso’s outer case

Straight watching porno bored though

You could take a train through that borehole

I’m thinking about leaving through portals

Leaping through windows outta the normal

Ten years on the ward

Learned how to walk tall at home and abroad

Couldn’t be reformed, Ray Winstone socks and a pool ball

Brought before a jury, I knew they were bought

Threw up the signals, performed as I was taught

Out now courting an owl throne in Hounslow

Accepts only pound notes

Only got euros or coke boatloads

My securo in designer

I’m holed up in Sligo, life’s never been finer

Cans from Fine Wines plus least mild wild spice I can find 

The price is spiking, new peaks every night

Out on my feet Osiris size nine or on my bike

At half past five untired, the world’s not alive

I’m doing donuts, down the same four or five drives

Still love it, love my life

Have to chase it because I’ve got that drive, embrace it

Get two of the away kit

One’s just for display, something cosy as I’m going coast to coast

Different trains, amazing sights out windows either side

Stuff I’ve never seen before

They didn’t have that on the block

We’d four bookies, two pubs and a park for the ructions

Kids in rucksacks bringing nug bags across the commons

To conman druggies in buggy gaffs, the horror – Conrad

Bugged labs going buggy, all men common by the spot, gone beyond

Dotty holding the dot dot coughing, gone off too many blabs

Fresh cash to flash

The bread’s in and gone in a flash

Batch bread new batch, never gone off

I’ve seen lads go mad

From doing too many dabs

Lads in first year with heavily involved dads

Doing bank stick ups, bang bang and pick-ups

It’d make you sick if you weren’t waiting on bits

Tripped and tripped like sprinting downhill

Then one day never came back.