I dedicate a colour to

My dearest friends and family who

So solemnly and nicely dressed

Come visit me, I must confess

I feel like Gena might

Upon her opening night

Fiery red I give my mom

My dad transparant he is gone

My sisters I give black and white

And guys I hate well fuck 'em bright

My friends get shades of blue

And ginger green to you

And so the hounding begins

A sudden crack on the shins

Whip stinging say oh hello

You look like someone I know

While sniggering up your sleeve

A kid a joke just like we

Guys in a schoolyard aged five

The baddest honcho alive

Track down your friends to a bar

Trace over steps in a car

Say that's a pretty excuse

Make mine a pineapple juice

Bugbears are plenty round here

Give him a clip on the ear

Says dad in front of tv

Decide channel randomly

I feel something coming on

A funny turn or a wrong

Decision made casually

Like dad in front of tv

Regurgitation and goo

Ten squillion eyes watch as you

Put up a pretty good fight

On this your opening night

On this your opening night

On this your opening night

On this your opening night

On this your opening night