zen baseballbat - bananas lyrics
a table for three inner city l!ckers;
a sweaty back, bum slack, sun glass stripper
a fat knackered fire eater
with a burning scalp
a two toned, two faced peeling photogenic
banged up in a sausage skin
and eats like a bucket
where’s the cr+pper?
they’re ready to order
ready to murder
a braison elephant paddling in batter
two galloping gonads
and the next man’s earlobes
mines a grated brick
and a ballbuster special
seasoned with a banana skin
my gastronomic exit
fly there’s not enough waiters in my soup
soup
two sore fingers in fluent anglo t+rd
whitey downs his verse
what’s for desserts?
a sombrero’d blancmange
look at me snaps sunshine
his best belching punchline
that’s me next to the camel
full of eastern promise
swallowing the waves
of the brit brick rules
boiling in a pan
of continental food
swallowing the waves
of the brit brick rules
boiling in a pan
of continental food
swallowing the waves
of the brit brick rules
boiling in a pan
of continental food
fly
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