The Joke
Go back go back
To your diseased-(WHUP!)-control room

Don't be don't be
Nice about it
Just spit it back

Why don't, ward off
Why don't you be mature about it
In your grey raincoat

Off ward, ward off
The Joke

Violent food
Descends over you
Huh

Off ward, ward off
The Joke
The Joke
Five years in a PC camp

Multicoloured sweets
In bottom of white sweet pack
The realization burns into my back

The Joke
Five years in a PC camp
The Joke

Violent food
Descends over you

The Joke

The Joke
Five years in a PC camp

The Joke
Five years in a PC camp
The Joke

Five years in a PC camp