Monster Island - Kitchen Witch lyrics

i was breathing in the fumes of the morning rags # it was the same face of every king that we've ever had but the hair was parted on the wrong side ssstaring out at me from the page with corrupted hard disk eyes has there been an unsolicited visitor at my flat? there's a tcp aroma in the hallway, the milk went sour before its sell by date. shaken, i await my instructions in the post.. and wonder when i will start learning about king william the fourth.... when will i face the sums, and start following the trail of crumbs that they somehow see fit to include but we seldom turn our attention to. i myself have had a think about the shape of the scars i will fill with ink roll my sleeves shut my mouth and let the pictures do the talking for me. its the fingertips on my windowsill of the witch who switched my vitamin pills its the fingerprints from my windowsill of the witch who switched my vitamin pills. its the witch.