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A little bread – a little circus
It served as a diversion for devils and death merchants
I was curled up underneath the swirling thread of reds and purples
Lumberjack flannel, strapping saddles over servals

Pedaling in circles with ten thousand maniacs in Yankee caps/
who get to know their neighbours every time they tip the ladle … back
Ragtag cats and canines
Who catch phat tags on the fabric of spacetime

All work no play/dull boys rotate
Old boy Ghostface-Tolstoy-Coltrane
Throws up coffin nails off the rails
Born bathed in a tornado of claws and tails

Got skulls on his sails, cobras on the pleather
Salt and pepper soldiers barely holding it together/But
supposedly awoke and down to mobilize whenever
You're pretty much a Gomer Pyle to pester/Remember

I'm Pop-O-Matic trouble I will commandeer the goulash
Under hockey hair/Zoom off on a blue ox through the blogosphere
With poppies for your mama bear/Carrots for the vita-mix
Kibble for the puppies/something bloody for the fire pit

Never mind the appetizer writhing in a spider web
Stare into it long enough you biters just might find yourselves
Tea with the dark side/slimer on speed dial
Sleep on a couch or a street or a leaf pile

Our kind cannot be redeemed
Im a cancer on the glamour/I cant with the me me me
No anaesthesia surgeon with the signal jammer scrambling the feed
Distributing the panacea free

All day/there is no amount of “our father”'s
That can remedy the black dog breathing down his collar
Mi casa like I'm Oscar, hot and popping out a flipped lid
Eye patch, prince wig, disappearing grid blip

Stiff lip, sure to shittalk a centurion/and
Tsk tsk, I don't really wiggle with invertibrates
Perp in a thurable/Off sides toss thyne
merch in a urinal/Its nothing personal

Dirtbag don, don't provoke him to act up
I'm golden doing donuts in the Totoro cat bus
Everything I touch turn to back sludge
Bugs in the bagged lunch, punch through a mack truck

Hunchback get y'all acquainted with the contagion
Nobody safe, say hello to “well beyond containment”
I came for every cell between the belfry and the basement
You maybe wanna telephone your favourites

We take it where the warlocks lock horns
Soda pop popcorn/top notch gore set to Bach over fog horns
Snotty nose, clogged pores, fork in his heart
Back away or catch a halo made of orbiting stars/yeah

… transform in the dark
Got a dog nose sniffing out the source of the snark
Got a cat's ears twitching every snap of a twig
Triangulate your position a simple rabbit to skin

I been an echo in the dark who demo applied science
At the parlay/barf rainbows and cry diamonds, okay
Ready Freddie, headlong into creeping death
Respawn where you least expect

I can pick a pin and tumbler right in front of the guard
Out the front with another Picasso under his arm
Hit the city limits still exhibiting his inner Caulfield, baby

I'm H.E. double hockey sticks on wheels
New dawn show them how the voodoo doll feels
Plus launch fireballs from the palm heels
On an otherwise slow day
This is how I row into the rogue wave