Hey neighbour,
Did you hear that things are a changing
over shoulder boulder holders are bolder
as much as a fat thigh wiggles
like a re-master jiggles your stereo
listen up dude - the times were a' changing
It is was it is not how it was
turn up the radio old man.
Dinosaurs shit heaps and where is yours
your only stains are in the toilet and your dreams are down the drain
you have no where else to go
you have nought that you think you must know
and only false peacock feathers to show.
Anal retentive and you are too fucked to go
nursed on a teet and not a bible
cursed with a screaming birth and abandoned as not reliable
determined to suck on your tit
angry enough to eat your shit.
Welcome here you are but not in your bra
please clothe youself and be who you are
your wanton display is obscene
you only need your shoulders and thighs
to help you display your pathetic desires.
Do not judge me before your sight the ledger
of all the bodies lying on my trail
do not condemn me for my sins
I will glady hold a mirror to your cunt
but only if your actually made an effort to clear your mound.
I am your mantis and I will eat you alive
I will suck out your soul until I am satisfied
your excretions will only add to the silent sound of my stench
of all the souls I collected
on behalf of the god your poor soul neglected.