Rotten and Wretched, self infected.

Clutching at the side, it all slides by.

Bar rooms full of empty lights,

Tourists out to see the sites,

Fat little babies and fat little parents,

Boogey men created in technicolour,

and You know this is all a joke,  

Rotten Eggs spawn Jellied yolks,

Neutron bombs in sitting rooms,

Chemical gas in the wedding chapels,

having trouble operating on the brink,

i nod and give myself a wink, close my eyes and then blink.

unquestionably impoverished spiritually,

unquestionably tired out and tied up morally,

your chemical perceptions of humanity are really no reality,

applaud me on your terms, oh you dont accept this call? dial tone.

Regrets are meaningless formations of guilt,

Riverbed bottom dredged up from the silt,

yesterday or tomorrow are your only real choices,

your losing track in coloured shapes and whispered voices,

when you cant make everyone see your point of view,

blindness is a little key, passed from me to you,

and it always seemed a little way to get your way to getaway.

enjoy your new found friends and breath, there under you spell,

enjoy your wishing well in to a personal hell, no concursion.

no concursion to your seclusion and half-assed delusions,

disorders of a spoilt child, play your new game, MAN!! your wild.

courage and weakness a trial by breakdown of barriers,

were bombing ourselves and were armed to golden teeth, on our way to the beneath, so I'll lay a wreath on that day, if thats what you feel, to make us pay,

Damnaged goods and junkie hoods,

Damnaged minds and yellowing blind,

you thought you might so you guessed you could,

you never going to find what you thought you would.

i see through you, and all you do.

your lack of presence must give you great pleasure.

oh, and its your golden age, nicotine golden rage, she'll keep you in a cage.

I dont feel your pretense anymore, too be honest boy, son, boy,man

you never could quite understand, that which was not in your hand.