Lyrics The Golem of Bognor Regis - Cursor Miner

The Golem of Bognor Regis

I speak with the spirits
With voodoo foot walking
His inner ear hear it
His slicer mind talking
With 28 Tic-Tacs
And a Macpac backpack
A photo of boiled egg
On an infernal chair leg
This witch doctor cult leader pharaoh god man
I let myself out, I
Raise myself up, I
Make myself new, I
Get myself through, I
Leave myself open
Watching and noting
Live for the moment
Respect the opponent
I’m determined to do it right all the way down the line
Mojo regressing
When the moon went missing
And with the freed up memory
Raped a sea anemone
Possessed by a new trend
Coming out of the U-bend
Had a cardiac marriage
In a double door garage
And the Golem of Bognor Regis is way out of hand
Pelican bib encrusted with diamonds
On a potty made of dirty great pylons
Non-scruff Clarks corporate behemoth
Camp Freddy give me hysterectomy cheesecloth
Now you’re betting on the next to fall
Little better than a vegetable
Running round with your turnip head
Little bugger, will you go to bed?
Oh, the Golem of Bognor Regis is way out of hand
(You think I’m stupid?)
(We're gonna find out who’s stupid)
(Idiots, multiplying)