Q (Explicit) Lyrics
Q (Explicit) - Jam Baxter/DJ Sammy B-Side
The end of the end blues ran deep in
Their trembling flesh
And their fresh wounds
I slept in the queue extending in red
Plumes coiled round a rock restless
Lepers in lead shoes in single file silence
The slug trail marches
Craning necks stretch into rams horn
Branches arching round shoulders
Eyes on stalks snake round the stick
Figures on their white hot forks
Fog falling
Vendors in the distance flogging
Sugar eyelids peddling religions
Penny for a lost day
Seven for a sixpence
A cavalcade of kings and their
Devilish afflictions hold line
One whisper tore through
The doors yet again
And soared high above the
Rest for a second
Like a feathered friend shifting
And burning in a simultaneous flash
Charred beak quivers as it
Hits the glacial mass
Old hag sobbing into wine glass
Dried bark smoulders in an
Old man's pipe as the skies part
Lines start moving in their
Multi coloured comet trails
Dogged pale ink blots choking
On their patience
I tried to hold the vomit in
My mouth I promise
And when my cheeks burst
I felled a whole forest honest
Push past them cut them and collide
'Cos I dreamt of a f**kable stack
Of stunners on the other side
It's like snakeskin
Paths in the dust
Following the cracks
In the caramel crust
Please save my place
White lights whirling in the brain
That led a tiny clown through
A dying giant's veins
Please save my place
So calling all mugs mice
Masters and mules
Cloud chewing hogs huge
Mutants and ghouls
Please queue here
Either that's a glace cherry
On his chest
Or the snipers had him locked
In his crosshairs forever
Let me guess
Queue here
We will now serve civilian a
Trillion and four and snip the
Instrument for insolence
Positioned in his jaws
Yelled a smug steward chewing
On his tenth peppered steak
Cold hands rubbing at his
Wet lettuce face
Step forth the doors dissolved
Just for him
Ushered into black clouds painting
Silver skulls on his supple skin
Muffling the wolf whistles
Streaming from beneath
That used to form an iron shell
Around his featureless physique
Now his flesh slipped off him
To reveal his bones had grown mouths
Of their own to scream freedom for once
And each muscle slid into the
Sky dripping sweetened blood
Melting through the icy floor
Slipping on a sea of slush
Beating heart pukes a new gospel in
A stubborn gut takes a bow and
Crumbles in a puff of dust
A short fat cripple caught
His eyes in a rusty jug
Inflating them to twin suns
Burning brightly up above
Lips stretched into plush red carpets
Unfurling further phlegm forms the varnish
Every brain cell swanning out
Into the carnage to pause for
The cameras flashing
Every pattern matching
Mind splattering an intricate design
On every grinning speck of
Space spread in infinite supply
Nothing left but a grain of
Salt shrinking in the sky
We will now serve civilian
A trillion and five
Its like snakeskin paths in the dust
Following the cracks in
The caramel crust
Please save my place
White lights whirling in the brain
That led a tiny clown through
A dying giant's veins
Please save my place
So calling all mugs mice
Masters and mules
Cloud chewing hogs huge
Mutants and ghouls
Please queue here
Either that's a glace
Cherry on his chest
Or the snipers had him
Locked in his crosshairs forever
Let me guess
Queue here