3-chord jingle
sells more than the album
johnny foreigner
shoves past the referee
never on the night bus
without someone
throwing up
halitosis hails
the attention
shit it’s left it’s
light on now
someone’s in the back
before I’ve noticed
ratface forked into a
silver pickedevant
disgorging words
from a far-off throat
about experimentation
at the expense of
communication
being an absolute
indulgence of the
bourgeoisie