Pocket Apocalypse

The battery life of a pocket apocalypse
A sea of bright yellow-bellied cockroach lies
Lines laid down, pretty puppy put a sock in it
Off to your bed with your drippy-droppy thighs

Don't swipe right on a shrinky skull bloodhead
Never let a puritan borrow your pen
If you go to bed with an itch in the stinky hole
You'll wake up with a there in the then

Fuckington McBear in a pocket apocalypse
Mr Julius Caesar's business plan
If you suspect me, suspect the best of me
Because deep down I am a blink man

Coco and Jim on a splishy-splashy holiday
Paddling with Tokyo Balkan Boy
Cogito ergo nothing in particular
If it's worth a fig it'll jiggle up joy

Thе battery life of a pocket apocalypsе
A sea of bright yellow-bellied cockroach lies
Lines laid down, pretty puppy put a sock in it
Pretty soon people better open their eyes