Malarkey

Benevolent beasts of beauty characterize the living stillness
Fits of glory collapse serpent eyes into incomprehensibility
Crystalline showers of blissful light rain down upon the town
The sound of cells dividing keep me awake at night

Standing on the edge he looked down and began to laugh at the thought of it
"Me, in outer space? You can't be serious...."
But he was in space after all, he just didn't realize it
"But.. but... but I'm just a chimney sweep"
"and chimney sweeps sweep chimneys, nuthin' else."
Sweeping up the blood of some massacre no one remembers

A modest man who enjoys his bread and something... most peculiar
He likes racing little dogs on unicycles
And why?
Well take a look at the moon!
Its fucking full, man!

A cold and dreary Manchester night never seemed so alive
A hooker with Unknown Pleasures tattooed on her back offered me some of Ian's delight
With a catch.
You die.
Theoretically.

No, you live.