A half hidden postcode
Eyes from above and
Nine point five metres of aluminium
Only at this frontage can
Pot bellies and saliva uncontrolled and
Free twenty four hour police station
Attendance...
Only here can these
Be just the ticket
Even the ones amongst us
Who bite bottom lips
A bullet in the gut
Indeed
I hate to sound indifferent
But I need Herzog more
Than I need films merely
To belong
I'm different
I'm the same