Soi Dog - Jam Baxter

Yo.

My mouth keeps running

Centipede lips, ton of skinny legs bugging

Out of work clowns in London town blubbing

Must be the reason your house keeps flooding

…yeah you can blame the burst pipes

I blame the fact you think bliss is your birth right

He went from a raven on his first flight

To racing the devil on a dirt bike

I got my betting slip two to one

Rinsed all the winnings on juice and rum

Yeah, wear your fatigues bruv to shoot your gun

And you can ruminate on what you’ve become, but

Fuck the state of the nation

Kill the shoobs dead, take the payment

Another day anther stage invasion

They’re prang cuz their grave awaits them

…I just sit and ponder

My opening gambit to say to Satan

Yeah take a statement.

Take a statement

All of our stories corroborate, that’s how we operate

Sit back, watch the universe oscillate

Fully fledged insect organs that pollinate

Little saggy faced pigs to sting

This is some fucked up dive that I’m drinking in

Saw your skin in real time all wrinkling

Like time lapse footage of an injured king

Last night I had the time of my life…

I can’t remember a single thing

Must have been sick, drunk slumped in a ditch

Bugs munching my lips.

Instant win

Yeah… Sing your hymns

You still batter your wife with ballistic limbs

So I admire your crimson wings

Your gruesome hooves and your twisted grin

I sprinted in Linford Christie

Just to tell you I’d rinsed your gin

Every last drop fuck apologies now…

Land of now…

Invader Soi dogs howling…

I was sat on Soi 38 growling…

When I leave earth I’m taking it with me

Crawl out course through the veins of the city

Life’ll melt your face in a jiffy

A damp sponge force fed a plate full of chilli

Simultaneously lazy and busy

Spent it all, what a shame, what a pity

I hit Caesar’s Palace got gassed

Pulled four aces out and ran away with the kitty

This shits trippy, how many have I had?

Legs like jelly at the jam

Limbs like spaghetti, white tenner in my hand

Kicked out, started a rebellion and ran

What?

I perform a poor impression of a man

Start afresh, get as messy as I can

What?

The chef’s special was inedible

But the stir fried humans were incredible

Every last drop fuck apologies now…

Land of now…

Invader Soi dogs howling…

I was sat on Soi 38 growling…

In that operating theatre, Dr Wilder Penfield would er… perform his brain

surgery

He would er… cut the skin.

Pull.

Take the skin flap back, roll it back.

He would then literally remove the skull, the top part of the skull.

Patient all this time is under a local anaesthetic, completely conscious

And there was the surface of the brain, visible right in front of our eyes.

I had a bunch of electrodes and then we stimulate the temporal lobe.

And then they would be transported into Africa or something, and they remember

some experience they had many, many years ago.

And it would be very vivid to

them just like a dream

NOW…