Dizrythmia

Melbourne revival centre
Pastor lloyd longfield
A soul-less narcissist who could talk to god
I never did speak in tongues
But the girls in the congregation were as sweet as pie
I guess that is why I was there
On a tuesday night
Listening to the church choir
With a belly full of smirnoff and mandrax
Upstairs in the dress circle
Rolling me a little hash number
Thinking about those girls
And the latest enz album

They were looking for me
They found me
They put me in a car
They told me we had a police escort
They rushed me to saint vinny’s
Pale blue they pumped my stomach
Then I remember
They asked me difficult questions
What is your name?
Where do you live?
Tough questions I could not answer
I drifted into consciousness
A melbourne revival

I had to see the psych
It was the rule
I waited for our meeting
He said, I don’t know why we have this rule
You junkies only go out and do the same thing again anyway