Adville - Major Parkinson

Beer drops dripping from the sky

Handcuffed ponytailed crustaceans on a pie

It’s just another day in Adville

Black holes, a copper chandelier

Gazing to the everblack in disrepair

Through the Technicolor blue skies

It’s allright, you’ve seen it all before

Changes generation passing through your door

It’s the hollow dazing good times for the shovels in the shed

So breathe in, life is coinciding with your head

Through the Technicolor blue skies

In dribs and drags the plungering funambulist gets older

Carried by kalopsia he’s balancing the edge of the roof

The bees are in the bonnet and the bottle’s in the belfry

The marking in the ceiling bears the noteprints of a sinister song