"Limbo's Party"

Send for delays designed by the weak
Crash Heaven’s party coloured with goodness and treats
Our backs to the rebel rights of the fools
Reflect on Sunday
Centuries passed, punished in minutes

What the fuck were we doing singing this way
We could have sat upon our losses and reached another way

Woven in time is a process we’re told to save
We turned our backs for a second
Then came the whistles
Then they blew their whistles

Send for delays designed by the freaks
Crash Limbo’s party cursed with the calm of defeat
Our backs to the rebel rights of the cool
Reflect on Monday
A day’s only passed, punished in seconds

What the fuck were we doing singing this way
We could have sat upon our losses and reached another way

Woven in time is a process we’re told to save
We turned our backs for a second
Then came the whistles
Then they blew their whistles

David Laley June 2009