Interred with their Bombs

[The Death of Rats]

We'll go for a walk and the toilet'll explode

when the shit hits the fan

we'll remember to lend a hand

the office is full, it's time to go

It's a wonderful day to be outside

(even though it's really loud)

No-one else is around;

it's nice not having to work

but I'm getting kind of lonely

[Snypiuer]

O.K., I REALLY want whatever the anorexic rat is smoking.

 

This makes my brain hurt, but in a good way, like in a 'Safe Word' kinda way!

[Quincunx]

It would fit as a lyric to a forgotten Wall of Voodoo track. Stan Ridgway would approve. I certainly do.