And Back Again
Wake up, we’ve had our brush and now we make up,
We’ve killed the Blacklord in a shake-up,
Then stole the tower keys from his table,
And now we’re off to complete the fable.
It’s time to save the tower!
I want to go home,
I’m bored for my life,
This idea was dumb,
Fuck the fuckin’ tower of fire
Say your prayers little one,
Don’t forget my son,
He’ll need a lift back from the tower too,
Chuck him in, in the bin,
Keep him in the bin,
I don’t like my son much at all...
Leave him at the tower!
Give up - when times get tough just give up
Whenever you’re kinda stuck,
Whenever you’re in a rut,
Whenever you’re kinda bored,
‘cause fuck doin’ anything at all.
Even if you don’t want to,
And there’s no demonstrable need,
Don’t even make this album,
No don’t even make this album.
(Increasing manic gibberish to end.)