Borderlicer 
(lyrics written to accompany 'The Equalizer' themetune by S.Copeland)

Living for the rain.
Living for the telly.
Live for nieces and nephews.
Uncle Yellowbelly.
Lucky Whitney.
Lucky Bobbi-Kristina.
Lucky Robin Williams,
Boy who never grew up, RIP.

Russian roulette with eBay scalpels.
Now Freddy Kruger's dragging on my veins,
like when he marionetted that sleepwalking jumper
in Dream Warriors (Freddy 3). 
But the daggerfingered dream demon
fogmarches me into the fucking cornershop
for some demon weed and my 3rd 4pack of Red Stripe.
Behind me red stripes of selfharm drip a trail
like Theseus' string in the minotaur's maze.
The cornerstani, who must have seen more fuckedup white trash 
than Jeremy Kyle, chases me out with his mop.
'No blood, boss, no blood'.

Living to be grateful 
I haven't got a faceful
of tumours like lady in that doc on 5,
her with the hammerheadsharkeyes.
Lucky drowned refugees.
Lucky kids with cancer.
Lucky Paulus's army                                                                                           
at Stalingrad pincered.
Live for 400 winks.
Live for Gregor Samsa dreams.
Live to abuse valium
blagged from my vali-mum.
Living for the rain.
Living for the telly.
Blood is the boss.