A flat season – vision gone
Picture frame it, and say so long;
My aqua-cat is where it’s at and new to mammal range
Buy you know it would never suit, territories alpine
In these times – meeowww
In these times – fishcat mother
In this time – spectral filter
In these times – a feline nutter
In these times;
A man down south, he did go out and he did kill fifteen
What the papers could not grasp or work out, was his life
In a flea brain;
In these times – universal tepid
In these times – stagnant mind
In this time – and in these times
These times – they’re both the same
Diluted jesuits pour out of mutual walkmans
From elland road to venice pensions and down
The autobahns;
In this time – if that’s it i’m leaving
In these times – leave this planet fast
In these times – it affects my sleeping
In this time – my dreams are one to miss
Ones to be avoiding
In times like this
I often hope in days ahead my gossamer front gates,
Will keep out the trash in which my psychic streets’ emershed;
In these times – spectral filter
In these times – in your midst
In these times – this song’s a belter
In this time – for times like this
In these times – i picture framed pre-teen rap gangs,
With alsatians, scapa flow steel became
Inexpensive
A first season – vision gone
Picture frame it – and say so long
They say ‘give up buster’ – cram it down
But i grow stronger, and break their midszzzzzzzz
