Tuesday Sketch – Down in the Park with a friend called ‘5’

Down in the park
where the machmen
meet the machines
and play ‘kill by numbers’
down in the park
with a friend called ‘five’
I was in a car crash
or was it the war
but i’ve never been
quite the same
little white lies
like ‘i was there’
Come to ‘zom zoms
a place to eat
like it was built
in one day
you can watch the humans
trying to run
Oh look
there’s a rape machine
i’d go outside
if he’d look the other way
you wouldn’t believe
the things they do
Down in the park
where the chant is
‘death, death, death’
until the sun cries morning
down in the park
with friends of mine
We are not lovers
we are not romantics
‘we are here to serve you’
a different face
but the words never change