Blastwave Susan in the heaving night

(she will not survive the gale)

Deep confusion with no end in sight

(like a lizard loves a whale - like a lizard loves a whale)

We all molegrip tight

(you know it)

(just flow with it)

There’s a golem in the mall

Head into the Light

Aglow with it

It is epically banal

It’s all Hyperctual

Fright-Night Gladys has no stated goal

(they will drag her out in chains - they will drag her out in chains)

She enjoined a battle for the soul

(she is funky like a train - she is funky like a train)

We’re all glow-stick bright

(all sold on it)

(pure gold on it)

You can pixellate it all

Whiter now than white

(with mould on it)

It’s all: ‘fuck the protocol -

It’s all Hyperactual’

Shakti Cromlech has a Disneyland display

(she is quite replaceable - she is quite replaceable)

Putting on the Pluto head and going all the way

(she has bought the rights and all - she has bought the rights and all)

We got balls of light

(no doubt of it)

(so proud of it)

It’s a tricky one to call

Counterfeit Delight!

(no clout to it)

- got its bags there in the hall

It’s all Hyperactual…