Candyman

Well everything was going fine
they was having fun, I was having mine
but then came this fucking Candy-man
a fatal blow to my life-span

The pills they came out popping….
red, white, pink, purple and blue
and despite this growing belly-burn
I took some of them too

I then met Sunshine Mary
looking happy as can be
eyes both wide open
gazin’to infinity

Tired of the everyday pressure
i drank some more and more
drop by drop relieving mixture
Just more and more and more

The crates of booze emptied
as i danced nude on the TV
then colors they all went craz
like a sixties psychedelic movies

With data floating around
at an unexpected pace
bodily juices stumping up
in pulsing acid waves

Bizarre smelling funny smoke
overloads my brain
crawling back from hyper-space
to drown this fucking pain

Nothingness enshrouding me
like some damp willing whore
total unequilibrium
I was fucked up to the core

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