Elixir by Ottoman Yak

- Elixir -

Silver lining in the cramp cloud – a slow ripper
You’ll never need an amp - it’s so loud like ol’ Flipper
Drip-drop, drab dream, drunken draconian
Grab green - wade through gunk and maconium
Trapezius vox ex-hardhat balladium
Kiss-kiss bang-bang crash empty stadium
Who’s there? Custodial staff working overtime
Wrong way to Holyhead glance at dirty Dover sign - wohhh

Today I draw a line in the concrete
Been eating the wrong meat
A vision of a king on a donkey
A vertical line through the picture
Blood in the mixture
Blossoming skull
Elixir

Bob the biliquist grew a beard and let the dogs in
Tired of the backaches, the greasy tea, the toxins
The birds-eye Sam Fox jogger wolf whistles
Irises sparkle with tears like two crystals
Sick of the gold bile, the ease of the cold dial
Diseased finger walky-talky lust for a whole mile
Now bob builds with mystics and misfits
Best bit – no more beastly wrist twists

Today I draw a line in the concrete
Been eating the wrong meat
A vision of a king on a donkey
A vertical line through the picture
Inaudible scripture
Touches my skull
Elixir

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Birmingham