HUG A BASTARD.

"Find God?

Mate,

I cant find my keys

Been round the gaff on my knees

Seeking bliss is misery

Position open for local visionary

That's why they hate me

I'm what they pretend to be

Two cats

Two kids

The vision is slippery

But for now, kiss me I'm sticky

I ain't saying I ain't tricky

But ain't saying I ain't sound

Catch me on my all fours

Your momentary hound

And if death will not make me free

And swings me back around

Just let me be a dirty dog

Or leave me in the ground

Me? Cerabus' Chum

I have come undone

I lay back amongst the graves

And piss into the sun

Sometimes you gotta rave

Sometimes you gotta run

Turn the cheek

Hug a bastard

Let them past

And take the gaff back to plaster

Leave all that you own

You'll run faster

What could've been lives in the room like a droning fly between the palm and the screen

What could've been and what could still be

You can try for four lives and still never see

Open your eyes

But don't keep them so wide

That you can not sleep

Use the whole body, make every penny

Bones make jelly

But If you swat the fly

You'll smash the telly

You can try

You can try

No one said that you couldn't try

The innocent line the whale's belly

You can try

You can try

No one said that you couldn't try

Me? Cerabus' Chum

I have come undone

I Lay back amongst the graves

And piss into the sun

Sometimes you gotta rave

Sometimes you gotta run

Turn the cheek

Hug a bastard

Let them past

And take the gaff

Back to plaster

Leave all that you own

You'll run faster

Sound

Sound

One for a fiver

Two for a pound"