text: Trudging through the morning
  The tramp with the trampoline under his arm
  Shifts past your whiskers, so stark is the charm
  But the barking alarm waits coiled til the corner is turned
  And the bicycle wheels all struggle to move round
  In your muddy mind, blatantly caked and
  Unwilling to wind uncooperative time
  So he sits on the springs til the muck goes dry
  All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms
  And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall
  All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms
  And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the
  What came first, the chicken or the dickhead?
  Split sleep reaps rewards from ill fitting thoughts
  And twilight forced you to go on a walk
  Your legs start running and your head gets caught
  Canopy 19 is perfectly placed
  For the reasonably frightening fall from the aftertaste
  Youll have to slip away, I am unhappy to say
  Behold as the crook in the hammock plays
  All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms
  And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall
  All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms
  And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall
  Behold as a crook in the hammock plays
  Cruelly with the base and the scales
  And fiddles with her feet on a balancing act
  Gagged, bound and crafting a tale
  Trailing wrapped in a gasp
  Cruelly with the base and the scales
  And fucking fiddles with her feet on a balancing act
  She was gagged, bound and crafting a tale
  Trailing wrapped in a gasp
  All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms
  And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall
  All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms
  And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall