Pretty Visitors

Trudging through the morning

The tramp with the trampoline under his arm

Shifts past your whiskers

So spark is a charm with the barking alarm

Weighs coil till the corner is turned

And the bicycle wheels all struggle to move 'round

In your muddy mind, blatantly caked and

Unwilling to wind uncooperative time

So he sits on the springs till the mud goes dry

All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms

And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall

All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms

And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the

What came first the chicken or the dickhead

Split sleep reaps rewards from ill fitting thoughts

And twilight forced you to go on a walk

Your legs start running and your leg gets caught

Cannot be nineteen it's perfectly placed for the reasonably frightening

Pulled from the after taste you'll have to slip away

I'm unhappy to say

Behold as the crook in a hammock plays

All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms

And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall

All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms

And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall

Behold as the crook in a hammock plays

Crawling with the base of the scales

And fiddles with the feet on a balancing act

Gagged, bound and craft in a tale

Trailing wrapped in a gasp

Crawling with the base of the scales

And fucking fiddles with the feet on a balancing act

You were gagged, bound and craft in a tale

Trailing wrapped in a gasp

All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms

And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall

All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms

And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall