Coming in from all anglesnComing in from all anglesnComing in from all anglesnComing in from all anglesnnThe ringleader, blatant liarnSpit, ether, razor wirenDig deep, at the fossil spitnPocket prodding, good and lyingnnWith the eyes wired shutnWired sky stuffed, comprised of heightnAnd kite fly fluffnAKA cloud poop, nI allow you to arouse moodnnMagic action, wow, poofnGone with the windnResting against the breezenReleasing a chest of breennEcstasy, sex, kept it briefnRapid like phone cordsnSlow swords, stabbed in both forksnIt's froze gawk nI'm nose whoring, oh so borednnIron in the surfnViolent swings at wordsnDiet drinks and turdsnI still wink at nerdsnI see them flirt with razor bladesnnAnd paper shadenDon't waste awaynYour shapes amazenThe blaze of babesnPaper chasenFlakes of fake chafenNape, plates of baitnnMore punk than punctualnBut less than a lessonnRed etch, pin prick, skin slitnBled essencenSick thoughts, dirty, nastynBathing and blisterednThis is a result of ulcer saltnParting in distancennWrong, rightnYes, nonWhat, why?nHead, toenWhen all I wanna do is runnWhen all I wanna do is runnWhen all I wanna do is runnWhen all I wanna do is runnAhhhhnnPretty colours, mish-mashed to pitch blacknSit back, watch the wind stacknRosy cheeks, his cosy seatnSlowly reeks of dead rosesnAnd only speak in MozambiquenDisoriented, worried and jadednThe cologen agent, orange arrangementnWhat if the ages got locked in the pavement?nnCobbled stone smoke ringsnHovelled hope choke stringnGod'll know those things nAre chocolate coated clothingnTwink, ginger glassesnAre when distance passesnSinking harvest brings to a new cheap bastardnRich lipstick glassnSarcastic assesnnReturn to sendernA give them a FendernA Gibson tremendanDecision for mendernDivision, death as an instrumentnTentative legs and withnPencilled in for excellent length and widthnCapacity, atrophy, wrapped in cheapnBlack, tacky treats, hotnCaptain Beef, captured dreamsnnThe mind-body dualistnBlew a kiss, with eucalyptus puke and pissnCorrode a breath and soaked, forgetnTo blow the (?) stenchnPoke and pest the folks and letnRopes rope and choke nThe broken neck of the chosenesquennWrong, rightnYes, non(When all I wanna do...)nWhat, why?nHead, toenWhen all I wanna do is runnnMore punk than punctualnBut less than a lessonnRed etch, pin prick, skin slitnBled essencenSick thoughts, dirty, nastynBathing and blisterednThis is a result of ulcer saltnParting in distancennMore punk than punctualn(From all angles)nBut less than a lessonn(Coming in)nRed etch, pin prick, skin slitnBled essencenSick thoughts, dirty, nastyn(From all angles)nBathing and blisteredn(Coming in)nThis is a result of ulcer saltnParting in distancen(When all is said and done)nnMore punk than punctualn(From all angles)nBut less than a lessonn(Coming in)nRed etch, pin prick, skin slitnBled essencen(When all is said and done)nSick thoughts, dirty, nastyn(From all angles)nBathing and blisteredn(Coming in)nThis is a result of ulcer saltnParting in distancen(When all is said and done)nnMore punk than punctualn(From all angles)nBut less than a lessonn(Coming in)nRed etch, pin prick, skin slitnBled essencen(When all is said and done)nSick thoughts, dirty, nastyn(From all angles)nBathing and blisteredn(Coming in)nThis is a result of ulcer saltnParting in distancen(When all is said and done)nnMore punk than punctualn(From all angles)nBut less than a lessonn(Coming in)nRed etch, pin prick, skin slitnBled essencen(When all is said and done)