Wilderness On Time

When my taxi arrives

Say that I'm dead

Having swallowed my leg

And come to the bedroom again

Let us begin

Shrinking the walls

And counting our ears

In sweat, as we crawl

Get me to the wilderness on time

When I look round your eyes

There's a space at the side

Where ten more eyes could hide

And they'd squeal when they learned what I mean

Madame obscene

Sweating skulls clean

And my genuine celticness shines, oops!

It just struck me blind

I'm such a spiritual guy

Get me to the wilderness and

Bury my leg in some bog

And tell me all about right and wrong

And tell me life is serious

And zip up your dress

And get me to the wilderness on time