Tuesday, 13 January 2009

"The Boss"

Slimey winters
Fight like ninjas
Shot and serviced in the head
Blood stained genius for the meaningless
You're the boss in your defence

Wide awake in our home land
Arise for the prize
Black and blue for the next round
Senile dementia wires up the wise

Spite for the spineless
We don't seem to mind this
Dragon Flies lead by the blind
The route we're bearing is hard of hearing
Teflon coating your defence

Wide awake in our home land
Arise for the prize
Black and blue for the next round
Senile dementia wires up the wise

Pardon me for breaking down the door
Pardon me for breaking your pause
Pardon me for breaking down the door
Pardon me for breaking your pause

Pardon me for breaking down your door
Pardon me for breaking your pause
Pardon me for breaking down the door
Pardon me for breaking your pause

David "Mr L" Laley

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