Blued, nickel reflecting light,
Shining on the Reaper.
Frosted steel
Open-mouthed,
Longing to swallow
A half-dozen biscuits

1 part Copper,
1 part brass,
2 parts lead,
1 part saltpeter,
1 part charcoal,
1 part sulfur,

The recipe for the dough.

Once masticated
in jaws of tungsten
It spits the metal bolus,
And gives new name to grim.

CLIVE PALMER IS NOW ILL
AND CANT REMEMBER ANYMORE
TWO BUSINESS MEN FROM THE PAST
BOTH TRIED THE SAME SCORE


THEY ALL HAVE RUN THEIR
COMPANY INTO THE GROUND
WHERE DID ALL THE MONEY GO
NEVER MORE TO BE FOUND


ITS NOW THE CREDITORS AND WORKERS
THAT NOW ALL HAVE TO MISS OUT
BECAUSE CLIVE PALMER HAS LOST HIS MEMORY
AND DOSEN'T KNOW WHAT ITS ALL ABOUT


WHEN WILL THESE HIGH FLYERS LEARN
TO TAKE RESPONSIBILITY FOR WHAT THEY HAVE DONE
INSTEAD OF LOOSING THEIR MEMORY
AND ONLY THINKING OF NUMBER ONE

I'm sick of being of led on why do you remind me of him why do you remind me of him am I just paranoid or are you just another Nick Nick Jr. second edition Nick so many Nicks I can't even breathe because the air is Ni2O I still have that ***** and disgusting nickel that I bent down in the middle of the road to pick up and which nearly got me killed please tell me you're a beautiful copper penny because those don't exist anymore in my country but I crave them more than anything.

Pickley Nickel, you smell like a shoe,
Pickley Nickel, you make me go poo.
Pickley Nickel, how is your day,
Pickley Nickel, I really must say,
Pickley Nickel, please go away.