Down a Hole with Alice

Down a hole with Alice

There must be more to it than this madness

They smile – we jump – our sons die

Something ain’t right – blind alleyway this way everyone

What am I to swallow

Fly away to wonderland on who’s dollar

On who’s dollars worth of magic carpet

In the nicest way possible – shit on all of it

Shit on your bibles

Walk the crooked mile

Franken-vatican-stein, how’s that for funky

Purgification – it’s the only way forward

It’s the only way back

Cause the drugs don’t work

Sour cream working its way into everything

Insidiously spreading

Pulling out the hair inside our heads

Burning in our beds

Fist-fuck planet earth

One has to laugh I suppose

Laugh or go mad I suppose

Death row from my door, to your door, neighbourhoods

Down a hole with Alice

Running from our shadows

Standing on a big small world out here alone

Anyone that matters

Knows what really matters

Standing on a big small world out here alone

Topsy bloody turvy

The pain we’ve had to suffer – buffer

Mother’s burnt for butting in and fighting back

Brothers stood there laughing

In tact the facts write the cracks in themselves

Jack pushing Jill down the mountain

Count the finger-lickin’ chicken licken’ hatched yourself

Each on every shelf filled with each and every story

Dirty pigs – dirty politicians – dirty presidents

Internecine monster mashing it

Dancing on our sand castles

The miller tills his fill eternally it would seem

Sour cream rising to the top

My how the crop is sewn to be seen for god, king, bling and country

Jump the sums worth in your head yourself

Hold the world up to your ear and listen

Bill without rights

Jack’s without a house

Houston we have a problem

Houston we have a problem

- ah, Houston we have a problem

Down a hole with Alice

Running from our shadows

Standing on a big small world out here alone

Anyone that matters

Knows what really matters

Standing on a big small world out here alone