Monster Island - Cooked&et lyrics

From the hard shoulder To the inside lane Shrugging off juggernauts And hondas as that song was Chug-chug-chugging through her brain (Struggling to remember her own name) Hence We christened her Charlotteorsarahjane Cloned from the spit and snot Of fifties harlots Personality split She spent ten Long Years on the shelf And now She's here Doing a pretty impressive Impression of herself I always knew she'd graduate early From our underground facility The september air turns her breath Into sticky clouds of WD-40 She tosses her wire for hair Grits her needles for teeth Rolls her marbles for eyes As she vainly struggles To remember her next lines What a girl She infuses some glamour and glitz Into the musings of old men Who smirk as their dirty little prayers Addressed to themselves and their heirs Erupt from her rubb'ry lips In the basement Uncanny reserves rehearse the same six songs Upstairs They drink and discuss the mortality rates of platinum blondes And how most soft drinks never seem to hit the spot Clifford frigs himself as pigeons slide into listed buildings As he fingers the life support machine Of a chav queen, chav christ, ritual sacrifice Rosy-cheeked and dewey-eyed Weeping about the witch waiting at the top of her drive Whom no-one else seems to see Cliff has her on speed dial number five On a chequerboard in reverse order I read allow the sources of my boredom Morons on forums worldwide have simultaneously decided There is no more art or fashion, only Records that whisper 'hooray for satan' If you spin em arse-backwards A fresh a**ignment lands on his desk As he privately expresses regret At never having seen any eye whites Only broken bodies after the fact Likens it to seeing war stuttering Through a phone camera lens Check out the blitzkrieg in ten million pixels 'Oh the humanity' on the digital zoom (And when he quits) he returns To walk our streets with all the style Of benefit cheats and tax exiles Mumbling She doesn't exist if no-one's taking pictures If she isn't performing its as though she was never born I'm just writing you this quick note to say: Happy happy handlers day