the sheep is fluffy,
what say you McDuffy,
we pat the soft,
down in the loft,
*KABLAMMO, KABLAMMO*
Army rolls through the colourful balls,
smackdown the fanciful moles,
blue is the centre of my universe, my speaker,
we all spawned in a beaker,
my love for her, *TOOT TOOT*
the black man's cargo screams shoot shoot,
*KABLAMMO KABLAMMO*
The yellow plectrum with the hairy lion,
round says Mr W.
my moneybox resembles pig,
pigs eat, box empty spare pig,
wire surrounds the head attachment plenty,
the phalace is empty,
staring in to walls fills my time,
wasting into nothingness, now sublime,
*KABLAMMO KABLAMMO*
Blah Blah Columbia,
Hah hah ya-mum-bia
*KABLAMMO KABLAMMO*
Euphoria, ohh Euphoria,
why must you persist Victoria,
My name is not Sally,
nor is it officer McNally,
Rudolph always was a doll at heart,
whose living life, what better time to start,
checkered boxers compliment the worldwide mural,
can't wait 'til morning, get me some cereal,
*KABLAMMO KABLAMMO*
muwahaha Columbia,
Mr Walker, Ya-Mum-Bia,
Euphoria Ohh Euphoria,
Victory is yours Victoria...
Liberation of the techno child,
destruction bears only mild,
minomyconic turbans wear bleeding feet,
ohh, what I'd do for a medium-rare seat...
Euphoria, ohh Euphoria,
I've given up Victoria...
January, 2004
Peet.