Zodiac Time On The Grid

as fireball phil is practsing his stokery,  mona lisa drops her smile and offers up her topiary, the ostriches chant Lennon "Do It Again", All you need is love is where the dogs are hounding in the duckpile race, the irony's astounding, everyone is eating air in the coop. BUt the milk bottle smiles as the dust cart reviles and there's life internet connection point.  / Dont come to me with your fishes and loaf, if there's no time left that wont stand still, go see the fireballs and feel the phils, gather up all the ten dollar bills, take the pushchair right over the edge, and as the wheels fall down, everyone's back in town and the rats are all a dance on the ledge. / We've got our masks and our own drinking flasks, our new normal hipster heroes plastercasts, But the god's of the eider, the duckies and the spider, they all told you it would go into the red/ even your best friend thinks that your community stinks, and she tells you when you're asking her for help, with the one dustball you got hanging on your wall, you drink the beer, you page the experts and you think; at least the kid is happy when he's hid, he got his multiple choices an he's kinda can-did, some abandoned dolly, the righteous one, miss molly, the stars and the common one, all bbqing for easter on the grid. / You're counting hard on your pangolin, to be the best, annointed by your radar chin, your earial antennae reaches down, and the drone you bought in argos blows a hole imelda marcos would have danced and drank and loved to see come down, coz the poor have got their riches in the lungs of the four horsemen and it's zodiac time on the grid. It's Zodiac time on the grid.