Wrote this last Jan – with the best intentions of course but it’s come to nothing so I’ll have to try something new for 2006
Any attempts to put this to music are welcome
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She has a face like a hammer drove into a peach
With ambition and focus always beyond her reach
She is using technology to preserve her status
As the grower of your favourite tomatoes
Chorus
Oh not in this life will I ever be held
To give account of how I managed to weld
The flesh of a human to a freshwater eel
and after the procedure ask “how does it feel”?
and if perhaps your only fate
is to live on top of a continental plate
if you want to be René Magritte
can I be a country vet?
in the health food doldrums I could abandon you
winding your way to give the tofu a chew
honeycomb energy bars for your arms and chest
because if your diet is good, nature does the rest
this is no time for your resorts to reason
if your plan was a wine, it’s way out of season
rain heavy flags, they slurp in the breeze
and you have a swastika shaped dent in your knee
Someone filled my pepper mill with asbestos
Though I feel kind of sick, I’m not distressed cos’
The soups that I garnish taste slightly of mint
Even though I made them from cat excrement
So get happy, get bouncy, go bang a big drum
To declare that you’ve receded from clever to dumb
Dismember the ranting and the furious lies
And drive nails of contempt into those you despise
That should lead to a fulfilling two thousand and five

