Right This Way, You Maverick Renegade - Meet Me In St. Louis

Hush!

Whisper, Omika

Wait, I know, I know

It’s fucking wrong

But it’s hopeless

Let them sleep in state

Rigid out of date

Socio-cancerous state

Omika, sing them a lullaby

A lullaby

Omika keeps hir distance

From the pigmented Opinion

She keeps herself a secret

It’s insipid and mal-nourished

She spoke softly in broken english

He’s all small print and bells and whistles

Sleeps with shoes on in front on the tele

A dead meat sucker punch

Oh what fun and games

Oh what fun and games

Oh what fun and games

But according to our records

There is nothing to be proud of

But she spoke to me

In broken ENGLISH

Infantry, explosions or fireworks?

Assumptions spark off language barriers

For crying out loud

For crying out loud

It’s been ages

AGES!!!

So territorial

A sleeping knee-jerk

With 50's reverb

Gracie, molly and daisy

Ask them their story

How long they’ve been walking

Are we nearly there yet?

I don’t think so

But i’ll keep a momento

A tiny scrap of paper

A written reminder

Of little Omika

Scaredy cats do me a favour

Keep the noise down

Scaredy cats do us a favour will you?

Keep the noise down

Im tired of silent compliance

The text book spoken, and history is paper