Liquorice alltime lyrics

Artist  : Harper roy 
Song : Liquorice alltime
 
Slime filth bildge and alienation live in the
world experience non-event
Non-live own up to nighting except poodles in the
microwave oven and pillocks
On the Phillips TV; bare of any meaningful pith
bereft of any reason or raisin
Puking in the back alleys of beaten up arms
dealers vocal chords
Place in our time chips in our alcohol prannies
in our way
Place in our time
Place in our time
Liquorice alltime
Stream of shit conciousness drunken heretic in an
afternoon of tragic
Sunsets and foggy mornings, tragedy eyebrows, the
rivers run with blood
From my ears like an electric mistress at point
blank through the frontal
Lobes and back onto the dole and into the
scratching paupers grave of daily
Drudge in the Thatcherdom of discontent and the
greater Galtieri of
Disappearance and gall bladder melt down
Place in our time
Place in our time
Liquorice alltime
Dehydration. Bleeding mothers with totally
infinitely traumatised human
Sausages in the greater green pea soup of azure
weather maps and bullshit
Representation of Jack Frost God me stood at the
bar sober as a Newton's
Apple falling through transcending universes of
seven dimensions looking
For eight in the greedy onslaught for knowledge
and total disregard for
Anything past future including history
Falling, we're falling, take me home my lovely to
your first time bed and
Let me lie with you until they bury us in
liquorice alltime, come my love we
Face togetherness in the tragedy of all time
Liquorice alltime