[irish news report:] ("the air corps helicopter took a five-year-old girl from achain island...")



Aodhagan went hunting for food and money

Through the streets of walthamstow

But the dim sunday passed with nary a catch

And the dogs came home alone

Eat me now...

("we inspect our genitalia on a regular basis.")



(I'm) attacking the ones who are weakest of all

On their dim walk to work with their eyes slit so small

For the dawn and the path and their shekels of mine

Fortune won't smileI must be brutal or die



Now I live by the railway with the rest of the coven

In a hovel vibrating lit by tandoori ovens

Where we keep the ransomees

We get raided on fridayswe get drunk when they leave us

We discuss ways to dieways we could have gone wrong

We don't mention the now

We can see no way out

We draw skulls on the walls

We draw blood from our balls

We play catch with the rats

(still) the silence won't crack though we heave and we hack



Look what I stole! look what I stole for usdarling!

Look what I stole! look what I stole for usdarling!

Maybe we're deadI forgot

They're hunting usso maybe not



Ohlet us mention her torso: heatelectrical chaos

If it burst she would dieohohoh

Wasn't it kind of her to let me in? 

Will it get fat when it's older

Get all riddled with cancer

While she stays the same person who is fucking me now? 

See the view from above of the sofa of love

With the roof cut awaycars and people out there

And the stains spreading out and outblood running cold



Look what I stole! look what I stole for usdarling!

Look what I stole! look what I stole for usdarling!

We used to be human beings--not anymore!

I'll have her washed and brought to you

So youmy wifecan know hertoo!