Foulbrood - Two Inch Astronaut

saw them taking down the license

with firecracker casings all

strewn about the street behind it

just tire streaks when they made the call

i got a bad idea i’m trying to ignore

but with every comb that comes along there’s a sting for every pore

foulbrood drank 'em up, bad mood, maybe vertigo is the fear that you’re going

to jump and it might not be so bad

lost the second he stepped outside

to commit suicide by cop

cat calling the coroner to ask him

if he would pick him up