Pretty Visitors

Trudging through the morning

And the tramp with the trampoline under his arm

Shifts past your whiskers

So stark is the charm but the barking alarm

Waits coiled 'til the corner is turned

And the bicycle wheels all struggle to move round

In your muddy mind blatantly caked and

Unwilling to wind uncooperative time

So he sits on the springs until the muck goes dry

All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms

And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall

All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms

And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the

What came first, the chicken or the dickhead?

Split sleep reaps rewards from ill-fitting thoughts

The twilight forced you to go on a walk

Your legs start running, and your leg gets caught

Canopy 19 is perfectly placed

For the reasonably frightening, fall from the aftertaste

You'll have to slip away, I'm unhappy to say

"Behold as the crook in a hammock plays"

All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms

And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall

All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms

And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall

Behold as the crook in the hammock plays

Cruelly with the base of the scales

And fiddles with the feet on a balancing act

Gagged, bound and crafting a tale

Trailing wrapped in a gasp

Cruelly with the base of the scales

And fucking fiddles with the feet on a balancing act

She was gagged, bound and crafting a tale

Trailing wrapped in a gasp

All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms

And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall

All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms

And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall