illegal high's and illegal lows

THE NEEDLE IN MY SIDE

A drunkard or a junkie
A homeless hairless monkey
Give a sperm half a reason to swim -
And soon Gods patience is wearing thin

I take you in and I lock you in
And when you're ready to open the door -
You don't need me anymore

Friend, thief or even foe
I watched the needle between the toes
Give a sperm even half a brain and all Gods choices were made in vain

I take you in and I lock you in
And when you're ready to open the door -
You don't need me anymore

A stealer of hearts and a breaker of body parts
The mistake was mine from the very start

Give a sperm some sense
And he'll waste it all on nonsense -

He'll waste it all
He'll waste it all
He'll just go to waste

When you're ready to go outside you don't need me anymore

When you're ready to go live life
You don't need me anymore

Oh, but this I knew
This I always knew
Always

ELEPHANT NEST

A misanthropic attitude
Defects the mind sorrows the mood -
Inventing the light bulb, playing the blues or just another virus with shoes?

When I join them all downstairs
As they're snorting lines in pairs
I know I don't belong . . .

And when the sirens arrive I almost feel alive . . .

A corpulent attitude
Affects the mind sorrows the mood -
Feeding on my feelings comfort in disguise is it me as always or the mirror telling lies?

And when I'm with them all down there gurning jaws and wide eyes stares
I know I don't belong . . .

And when the sirens come I almost feel . . .

Chemical altitude
Affects the mind heightens the mood
Illegal high or legal low?
Karma comes with a come-down
You reap what you sow

And when I leave them all down stairs, no one knows I was ever there . . .
I was never there

And when the sirens return I feel Alive alive alive alive . . .

The blade it shines it glistens
The pernicious choices I'm given
I cry and recoil like a scared cat

Yes the blade it shines it glistens
The curious voices I listen
We know what curiosity did to that -

When I'm crying in my head
I think of life and my last breath
And when I'm lying in my bed I think about life and I think about debt

And I can't decide if its either or that costs me more

PASS THE PARCEL

I've almost been killed by you
And invaded by the boys in blue
Not once not twice, but, well - I can't recall

We've walked in dreams and woken in nightmares I got too close you all went too far

And I'm silly and we're serious
its insidious - yet hilarious
And it's taken over all of us now

And someone's hiding hammers and someone's stashing knives
We have all our eyes on all of us
And we're fearing for our lives
For our lives . . .

The day time lies so we can't go outside and although we know we're not being watched the trees are full of spies

I made my choice we chose this wave I made my bed and we dug our graves

And now -

someone's hiding hammers someone's stashing knives
We have all our eyes on all of us
And we're fearing for our lives

someone's going crazy someones lost their mind
If we don't stop this self abuse
We"ll be minus one next time

And some of us are confused
What's real and what's a dream, my lord?
if we don't stop this self abuse
We'll end up in the morgue

Pass the parcel pass the poison
Its been three days since we all last
Saw the horizon
We love and then we loath
We smile and then we cry
Reality lies so we chose our demise
Reality bites so we chose this night

And now -

someone is hiding
someone is crawling
Someone is crying
Someone is crying
Someone
someone
somewhere alone

NO MORE PLANT FOOD

So you're stood at the end of my bed
With madness and paranoia in your head -
And the light catches my eye
From the shining blade scraping your thigh

Don't shout don't even speak
I can hear them in the walls - can you?

I need to get some sleep
My shift starts early I've had enough
You've been this way all week

Always in the mood but if you don't call it a day it will be you who'll be plant food
And I -

I'm losing my mind
I've had enough
My shift starts early and I have to be on time

So you sit on the edge of the bed and you tell me that downstairs every single one of them wants you dead

And you haven't slept in days or even eaten and your mind has gone astray

So you put the window through and call the police and they note our names and birth dates

And oh, you know what you've done now, don't you?

Now this house is bait
This house is bait
It's too late
Coz now you've made this whole house bait

And it's no longer a question of when will this happen again
But who? -
Who will lose their mind next time

The money's on me