I\'ve done it, damn it
I was never good enough for calculus
Barely remembered the syllabus
Any chance I get
I\'m mesmerised by the stars
Or counting my scars
Or watching your Galápagos movements
I don\'t have the time to apologise for my sins
I\'m the bad apple of the bunch
Improvising
I have new coping mechanisms
I\'m ready for the outer body experience
It\'s a male celebration
A pill gulped down
The skrill of the bagpipes
Flows effortlessly through the town
I expectorate and I\'m resolute
Considering I\'ve been torn to shreds
I\'m willing to divulge
Fuel has met with the oxidant
Tufts of hair and the taffeta
It was like fluent English
Moving through the duct
A paroxysm
I could never have seen the legerdemain
The Leprechaun in an aerodrome
I was shocked when the Zepplin fell
Woke up in a Hell
Everything is a sacred cow
Fruit hanging from Yggdrasil
I went for a walk down the dale
Passed the estuary
Passed the cherry tree
It was easy to circumvent
It was superb
I left the keynote
Memoryless
Oblivious, it\'s a Freudian slip
Like an egg omelette
I leaf through the newspaper
Cocksucker, gauche motherfucker
Handed over the money and left the plaza
Like the Greater Yellowlegs
An aloof Nazi with a cyanide tooth
A vampire, Count Dracula biting the night
I vanished, vanished in Nuremberg
Like a simple brush stroke.