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Rumbebubblingup
Rumble bubbling up, bronx or the jungle Builder coming up asking bronze or gold Hand down my jocks fondling, like my balls were cold Leave a place I’m fond of like the house was sold Eyes black like got told twice Hold up that cold ice My eyes ice blue and pale Red in the…
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History of the house
Alabama Day after homes under the hammer So much sawdust, like a meat factory Your man needed a bandana Used to have a sweet home Like a fairy tale witch Hoping to lure Hansel in Handles on the oven’s inside Hang on while you sizzle Bought the lands it sat on Locals my kind spat…
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Penne
Rage boiling up like some penne Nothing compares, that’s Sinéad Toss the grenade, shouting sin é Shimmying down a pole Nifty grifter escape up the Liffey Wouldst thou like to live deliciously I could be easily tempted, gee You versus me, dodgy for the commission, risky bout From the first jab had you swaying, ref…
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Family portrait
Man’s family looking like Morlocks Something from another planet Pale as Count Orlok Bald pates no lock of hair Seeing them, think my door needs more locks I’ve got four shotguns still boxed Six more loaded and locked String to the doorhandle, traps I concoct Even a second’s lapse, slightest lacking You’ll get clapped and…
Alchemisland 