Molten Vole

Embellished with smouldering toast debris
The floor crunches as I tread
There's a man with a very large hat
It entombs his whole head

Cheers to me
Another beer please
We'll drink and barely cease
We'll drink until supplies freeze

Drink Up
With me
One more cup
At The Shrunken Manatee

The lion tears through the flesh of people
Like they don’t have eyeballs
There’s too many punters in the mouth of the lion
Watching on as they are gorged

Cheers to me
Another beer please
You’ve got to chug it down
Throw it back now

Drink Up
With me
One more cup
At The Shrunken Manatee

If you’re free tonight
Won’t you join me?

It’s so quiet in here
It’s just me and the man with the hat now
And I can’t see his head
But I’m pretty sure he’s dead
Dead