undrowned
everything everything
if you try hard then you might get a part
as a doe-eyed impressionist mime
bare as the lives of the footballers' wives that surround you
while princes fly drones that can see through your bones
and harpies melt through you like horses to glue
to close it around til you're scorched and undrowned
they devour you and totter in heels
and who wants the falklands and who wants the balkans
there's so much to talk about that we don't talk about
she said it fills me with dread
the people in parliament don't know the half of it
the fate of a ball don't enthral me at all
so relax here go through it again
who have you seen knows what all of it means?
with all of his innards nailed
it's not a galaxy made for a guy like me
burned up and frittered away
bile in the gutters and gout for a god
i turned a blind eye and i played my cards right
bought all the right things i've bought all the right things
i thought there was something i waited for something