sniffin railways on glass tables!
She's got a got a sex friend in the oven
and one waiting in the fridge still frozen!
All the pills that she swallows
addicting all her broken toys!
She's got all the connexions open
and calls keep on ringing per dozen!
Her seasons have no changing!
Her mercury has no falling!
She's expecting exentric snows
to spend all her money in her nose!
She cuts up words like Burroughs
when the electric inspiration blows!
A little more drug until the memory's stolen
a fallen angel at the backdoor of heaven!
All those blisters and empty souls
as ghosts linked to shadows!
She's in a crowd of libertines and aliens
celebrating the spirits of the heathens!
Her seasons have no changing!
Her mercury has no falling!
She's expecting exentric snows
to spend all her money in her nose!
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