Alchemisland

Looking for a heart, man made of tin Whipping up hard, make a fat man thin  Distractions, flim flam  Man of action, stick to the plan  Sticky ganj from Amsterdam  In hand once the package lands  Lads can’t wait to get their hands on  Enhance the mad ones they’re on.

I go faster than someone streaking, like it was stolen Monday evening but I’m living weekend, very stoned Paranoid about what I’ve got stowed Out and about, collecting debts, get what I’m owed Or I’m breaking thumbs, broken bones can be remoulded But nothing stops me when I’m in kill mode, smouldering Before leaving I…

Told my eldest son Kieran  Endtimes are nearing. Don’t hold back your feelings. I won’t say who is to blame but Y2K will go off like a grenade, chum, Or a car bomb from the IRA. We’ve been betrayed  By the weak leaders of our nations. They are probably celebrating, Waiting out the weeks of…

Billy how I slit my chest, split my breast Opened up like a treasure chest by someone on a loot quest  Of my best shit divested  Falling apart like a dunked Digestive  Have my methods  Nothing explicit, all suggestive  Filthy lyrics, jizzing on breasts  Lean in, listening to the chamber music of her shallow breaths  Back…