The green bicycle with the phone first sign
rode up the hill past the pink house
with the tell-tale  grey cat that runs
around the Italian Bakery who makes
bread with rainbow patterns on them.

In the cornfield a scarecrow looks on
as a little girl screamed for mama
and from the hull of a boat in the Harbour
a voice rang out shouting No No No!
then all went silent and silence ruled.

A man with a horse face walked down a straight path
carrying cheese in his shoes for lunch
and saw a rainbow in the horizon
but a little ball went flying past his head.
he muttered I don't need a cap my head is just fine
He has a beer belly and a big *****

Then three or four men came running past
heading for a midnight rendezvous
and saw a daisy chain hanging on another path
by the Green meadow a woman in grey stood
looking for number fifty to do some Art

In the corner an Arab man sang a song of betrayal
someone said can we trust again my friend
the village idiot said he has a thousand fleas in his head
a doctor walked past carrying a skeleton rattling
someone said I'll tell you all later

The town is spinning the anodynes and shysters
filling a disinterested mind that's owns scorns for lowlife
a mind too calm and positive for **** from depraves
who cares what an idiot think or watches the dance of fools
the worms really think every mind is the same
they are writing a wedge for a chasm made by the
They think they matter because they are in gangs..
I barely notice fools and cowards enslaved by psychopaths

they've had twenty five years and still can't do my head in
what a load of useless clowns and nonentities.