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Dan Le Sac Vs. Scroobius Pip
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Porter
'Cos I'm the Porter and these wards
I walk from wall to wall are
full of the types and minds
that might sometimes fight the binds
of thought paths that we all default to
Weird to think each one is someone's daughter
'Cos I'm the Porter and these wards
I walk from wall to wall are
full of the types and minds
that might sometimes fight the binds
of thought paths that we all default to
Weird to think each one is someone's daughter
Cell one is a little padded palace
within which lives a little girl named Alice
For half her life in that room she has been banished
she drinks from the wrong side of the chalice - the girl's damaged
Each day when I arrive at the front gate
I hear a happy little voice say - 'You're late, you're late you're late'
Always talking to the friends in her head
Running 'round her cell and playing under her bed
At lunch times I go listen to her mad chatter
matter of fact, tea parties with a limited platter
she won't touch her lunch unless it's labeled completely
with little tags saying either 'drink me' or 'eat me'
she's never any hassle, bashful battles with validity
Always mad polite in spite of all the instability
Handles the containment and displacement just formidably
Hates the locking doors but by the morning she's forgiven me
'Cos I'm the Porter and these wards
I walk from wall to wall are
full of the types and minds
that might sometimes fight the binds
of thought paths that we all default to
Weird to think each one is someone's daughter
'Cos I'm the Porter and these wards
I walk from wall to wall are
full of the types and minds
that might sometimes fight the binds
of thought paths that we all default to
Weird to think each one is someone's daughter
Cell Four will be Dorothy, sweet little thing
Always likes to chatter, smile and dance and sing,
It's startling when you start to think
Of how you might react to this darker thing
She believes that she travelled to a far away land
and havoc was wreaked by her own fair hand
she killed a woman by mistake straight away on arriving
then formed a gang to go and hunt and kill the victim's sibling
It's kind of fucked up, they killed wolves and crows,
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as they trod a blood stained path along a yellow brick road,
and once they'd killed their second victim they still weren't done
This posse bounded on and hounded some old man for fun
She tells the story with a smile, while not the slightest flicker of rigour
lingers as this princess kicks the heels on her slippers
Kinda hear her sullen mumble as I close the cell door
Mr Porter, we aint in Kansas no more
'Cos I'm the Porter and these wards
I walk from wall to wall are
full of the types and minds
that might sometimes fight the binds
of thought paths that we all default to
Weird to think each one is someone's daughter
'Cos I'm the Porter and these wards
I walk from wall to wall are
full of the types and minds
that might sometimes fight the binds
of thought paths that we all default to
Weird to think each one is someone's daughter
One more door let's jaw about Wendy
always looking forlorn sat by her window like a sentry
Hope eventually is empty due to bars and grating
but she still sits staring at the stars just waiting,
carved in her heart an outline never never fading
a figure, hands on hips, feet never never quaking
memories of a kiss, hands never never shaking
her grasp on this dream of hers, never never breaking
Years back you'd often hear her talking at night
about pirates' adventures and mind propelled flight
I know what you're thinking - absolutely bat-shit,
factually inaccurate, engagingly inanimate,
She'd say 'I believe in fairies' as she rung her little bell
And yeah that's kind of crazy but it's harmless as well
she harnessed herself apart from this hell and started a well
that through her dreams broke the fucking bars to this cell
'Cos I'm the Porter and these wards
I walk from wall to wall are
full of the types and minds
that might sometimes fight the binds
of thought paths that we all default to
Weird to think each one is someone's daughter
'Cos I'm the Porter and these wards
I walk from wall to wall are
full of the types and minds
that might sometimes fight the binds
of thought paths that we all default to
Weird to think each one is someone's daughter
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