Soon I'll leave the rancid palm tree
the torn guts and family
Soon I'll escape the rat-fuck fest
a colouring book, a hornets nest
Soon I'll escape the butchers slab
the desperation smash and grab
Soon I'll leave the blackened bowels
the gym mirror's abbatoir howls
Soon I'll leave the jezebels
the cavalier swine in grave hotels
Soon I'll escape the tankhead drones
tropical carcass,drift-net moans
Soon I'll leave the pregnant islands
the nauseous wail of concord sirens
Soon I'll reach the imperial rain
bulldozed blondes for pure champagne
Soon I'll devour cathedral bells
road trips from fluorescent cells
Soon I'll drown in the midnight parade
phone lines from the insect charade
Soon I'll tred lionlike through snow
to where our blood will make the green grass grow
