Distant Doubloon

Blind Pew he covers you with colours of the night you’ll never meet him in the
carnival
Taggada takes the Jakeys for a ride
And Long John Silver is one of the few that Robbie Stevenson Could champion
even though the man was fake made up the kind you’d never expect to shoot one
of their inmates
The horizontal stripes will lead you to the west
The vertical hill town huns will leave your own back with your tannadiction
chest
The weakest character in this chapter loves dairy
Shadows never shone
I never met a pretty creature who would crumble at the outcome of a cow
How come you would tell me farmers never bow
Metaphors are easy just to talk about it, growing up with spacers I can live
without
Fifteen holes is never worth a stolen bike
Just waiting for a different cunt to say what to write about
There will never be a colour in the sea
If you don’t have no eyes to see
So please don’t dwell upon your wooden leg your limp is boring me
You see your wallpaper was red polluted with lesbian green
Red was never your colour it was never your team
Blue it never even crossed your mind
Because you never flew a flight
Golden treasure left you blind
Fifteen holes is never worth a stolen bike
Just waiting for a different cunt to say what to write about
There will never be a colour in the sea
If you don’t have no eyes to see
So please don’t dwell upon your wooden leg your fucking limp is boring me