Paul Corley - To Be Mastered, The World Must Be Named lyrics

To be mastered, the world must be named The Black Destroyer Gravel Stoutstroke The Rabbit Grounds Defence Manual The Snake Park The Sacrifice Poles Kite Pyre Dell The War Bag The Boiling Pool The Spider's Parlour The Acid Pit The Ice Chamber The Volt Room The Blade Corridor The Fiery Lake The Wasp Factory Talking of k**ing God's creatures You'd never guess to look at me But I have k**ed three people Eric got there first He k**ed his mother As he forced himself into the world He didn't mean to His head got stuck But it isn't always the thought that counts He has had my grace ever since He has had my grace ever since My family has a history of comic d**h Mu uncle Athelwald planned to gas himself But bored with the wait Forgot what he was doing And lit a cigarette A blaze from head to foot He dived into a water barrel Got stuck and drowned And drowned The d**hs I contrived for my three victims were ingenious, but not quite on this level of the bizarre Frank! Frank! Damn, what does Dad want now