| MR. STROKER'S PROFOUND TUNA They float upstream but they don't seem to care - they're everywhere Necrotic liver sends a shiver down their spine - they scream divine But they couldn't see Beyond the bait so they believed Once they're hooked They're gonners like the rest of us They're sunk Just a little unofficial food absorbed at the chilly source Almost hypnotic subaquatic tidal wave shakes their veins But they couldn't see The tide would call relentlessly Once they're out They'll search for more until they're sure They're safe Now in the deep spiral into sleep - submarine, submarine Nauseating, trouble concentrating - had enough, the sea's too rough But they couldn't see Their fate was sealed chemically Once alive Now skeletons of closets in Their minds |
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