The Bitter X

I've got the blues and the grays. Airshows and burger joints no one has time to make dinner. A neighbor told me to visit Palestine my mother pretends to like my conversation I punched a cop in the throat for squeezing my toe I had earlier injured in socerery the law can't touch me. I am the beast of your nightmares the reaper planes are flown in my honor kings bow at the indication of my presence unshaven exposed nipples tucked away no sustenence but the mace and blade.