The members of his squad grow thick
A testament to “get rich quick”
No sign of mismatched features
Secondary organs from within
So on command they open
Winding clockwork sirens as they come
Scramble the rock face through the glare of morning sun — to run
Your time is costlier than fine
The wreck of S.S. Needle
Simpletons that want all in and
Render horror feeble
Splinters always hide under the skin
From glitter of the pin
To brave a friend in battle comes
The thimble with his sign
You've got to spit to see the shine
Let me see you run this gamut blind
Your voice, it shakes
You smile so dryly
Let us see and touch you lightly
The moon is so unseemly, bright
Cut your hair off
Watch all night
Splinters always hide under the skin
The battle of the thimble and the pin
Put me down where I can see you run
Your time is costlier than fine
The wreck of S.S. Needle
Simpletons that want all in and
Render horror feeble
Knees go down and up in time
To sleep in foreign seaswell
“Silence while we cross this spine
Ring out the warning bell!”
You've got to spit to see the shine
Let me tell you - run and try to hide
Put me down where I can see you run