Sabres At Dawn - The Legendary Pink Dots

Monsters are stalking

With liquid depravity…

Seeping through cracks

They are flashing their cavities…

Spitting out crumbs

As they numb me with pungent profanity…

Sing to me

Sing of your cauldron of woe

So explicit…

You lick, then you blow

See a target…

So was it my body?

Or is it my mind?

A cackling crow

At a wake for a dead friend…

A loose end

A U-bend

A space to be filled

For the silence is damning

And here in my seat…

With my fingertips dancing

I’m trying to sleep…

Through the bleeping

The bleating of suffering sheep…

Tap a key

Tell the world that the world loves a Cola

A key

Play a tune in a Singapore street…

And they pile into bus stops

Swerve into ravines

Call a doctor, I’ve split at the seams…

At the seams…

At the seams…

Call a doctor, I’ve split at the seams…

At the seams…

Do it now!