Won’t stand you up and delivery

Blasting tunes, driving miles

Honour due, my platoon on trial for war crimes

They’re trying to take away my captain’s stripes

Hidden snakes and drone strikes

Hits I take, not Lucky Strikes

I’m uptown but no funk like

Lasting while, they do tend to cycle

But it’s starting to feel like a spiral

I don’t mean downward, trapped in my spinal

K hole, feel deep in a silo

Psycho, lay low so I’m shiteing in a hole

Drugs make me smile, for a little while

Until it’s the flipside, the off dial

Coughing up bile in the toilet stile

Boyish with great style a while ago, now I’m toying with opiates 

Flown over here via the Nile, fleet of Opals into the night

I sell to hopeless and homeless, stymie the sadness a while

Treat them right so they line up outside 

Sleep here, at most, six nights

No sleeping anymore, most nights I’m up red-eyed and high as a flight

Bird of prey, I’m a fierce kite

They wanna book me but not the Bible

I want to be an idol, they wanna see me idle

Camel through a needle eye

Needle through your eye if your camera is spying

I’m not being spiteful but don’t fucking cry, crocodile

I’ll watch you die slowly, just for a trifle

Fuck a license, use Unc’s rifle Deer Hunter style

Babel tower, fuck the Eiffel

Babe likes power, she likes to fuck for a stipend

Knickers stripey, dick her when it’s dicey

Boyfriend due to arrive, heart’s icy

I’m on the doorstep entering, like I’m delivering mail,

But when I’m leaving, bailing quick over back railings.

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