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Jupiter Eats Planets
04:06
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Forever chemicals, comments about comments
Happenstance ain't happening
I've got a whole damn hive of bees in my bonnet
Loathsome Napoleon, moonshine smoothie
Roustabout roundabout
I'm going back in time with Memphis Minnie
Blue shell on the finish line, my ankle turns to dust
Monochrome rainbow
I'm the wrangler of psychopaths you can trust
Misplaced aphorism, looking for the laughter
Is it in your cubbyhole?
I'm so green, I could photosynthesise forever after
And anomie's my enemy
I'm drinking poison for a remedy
And so there's always something wrong with me
I think there's always something wrong
And harmony's my homily
I'm tuning in to an analogue dream
Be it sincerity or irony
I'm still drowning in the dopamine
But don't you always get the best of me
Whatever that may mean
I feel like something's always testing me
At least it serves to dull the pain
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A pleasant young woman with a paintbrush
Told me where I'd find my soul
All my poetry is very carefully ruined prose
I don't care if it's coprolite or cans worth more gold
There's treasure in this here basement car park
Dive inside the hole
Living the life of hot bao-bao
It's a case of show don't tell
There's treasure in this here basement car park
Glance inside the well
Let's go find treasure
Up here it's boiling hot
So Darragh don't you think that it is better
If we go down to the parking lot
Down there it's A-OK
So Darragh don't you think that it is better
If we join in with that whole parade
Down in the car park
I think there is treasure in the basement
But not the bones of a saint
I think there is treasure in the basement
Down where the Range Rovers reside
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Tiny Turtle
04:45
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Tiny turtle churning out pure plastic in a scrapheap sea
Oh you can choose your own cookie cutter dystopian adventure
Just don't read it aloud to me
No I don't want to hear it
Life is bloody hands and waiting for endless traffic lights to change
Again and again and again
And they may call it misanthropic
But that doesn't even begin to describe me it would seem
Unless this is all a dream
I don't think that it's a dream
Now I'll double check my double chin while you fix me a gin
Apparatchik savoir faire
How everyone pretends to care
Everyone pretends to care
God is on sabbatical and Armando Iannucci's filling in
Thick as pigmuck people launder nonsense and infinite sin
Nepotism for the win
Chess robots assault us when we don't know the rules
Of their strange little game
And just because they like to cause us lots of pain
We try to self-medicate
But we just doomscroll our whole lives away
Forever in a day
Forever is a day
Forever and a day
Forever in a day
Forever is a day
Forever and a day
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Online Cemetery
03:28
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Online cemetery
Digital graveyard
You're a regular prize tomato
Let's just call this the penultimate waltz
TVs bigger and windows smaller
Welcome to the hive of inactivity
Belle Époque but minus the culture
Two world wars should serve us well
I can't feel the devil on my shoulder
That fucker must be losing weight
Online cemetery
Digital graveyard
Ask Jeeves if you're feeling sidelined
He will empathise with your feeling blue
But darling don't expect him to provide a solution
They're as rare as unicorn poo
Here you are Frank, debaser's in my lexicon
Calling caulbearers, bursting through the borders
Figments of a useless imagination
Rad daddy-o, Daddy's on the radio
Swallow a bug or bugger a swallow
Mild horses couldn't coax me away
Online cemetery
Digital graveyard
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Bespoke Potato
04:16
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Do as I do and also as I say
This is the circus with which I'll run away
Nazis like herpes are always lurking there
They want to be as big as Kevin Keegan's hair
Wake up and fire terror in my eyes
Peripatetic, mellifluous and shy
Endlessly rage-click the spook trains in your mind
If you don't laugh then forever you will cry
Bespoke potato
Yes it's the one I need
Bespoke potato
Ostentatious very me
Bespoke potato
A satisfaction guarantee
Bespoke potato
Oh won't you give that spud to me?
Life is beautiful
But it's more difficult than Alex Kidd
My bacchanalian baby
Please don't fret about what you did
It's preserved in the feed
But now everybody swipes right past
And I know you're battling with a digital addiction
But the blue screen cometh to rid you of your affliction
Demented dude feast on fun, fermented food
The child of an idealogue
A self-obessing fool
Artax, no!
One of endless, pointless memes
Herald the rise of the idiot machine
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Break the spaghetti to fit it in the pot
Don't try to be someone you are not
Kind reminder
Cutting rejoinder
Could not remind her
Pour forth your steady stream of lies
Can't live his fantasy
Can only fantasise
Her spirit animal made him a nice pelt
He can't help but Gollum up his Sméagol
He's so tasteless he'd barbecue an eagle
He thinks he's King of Canary Wharf
But I hear they call him Sagittarius Dwarf
And he took democracy roughly from behind
Destroyed an Aztec Palace just to pass the time
Can't call an ambulance for ambient bereavement
Never understood what leave means leave meant
Ronald McDonald, a Coca-Cola Santa
10p Hubba Bubba nostalgia
Battle cruisers and broken Joannas
You ask him questions, he's not dealing in answers
If Simon saw an arse, he always saw to slap it
Rebecca ate raw bacon, right out the packet
And these were their glory days
Gaining the trust of countless stray cats
Pawns on a chessboard
Overrun by rats
And these were the glory days
Time moves slowly when you're eaten by cheater
He heard about your daughter, he'd really like to meet her
Make way for her glory days
We've been waiting so long for this to snowball
Everything has melted
Everything is gone
And what have we become?
The rings of Saturn
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