The Grave of Johnny Filth

A patchwork of dreams came and went 

Interwoven with juxtapositions

Mid-Atlantic waves of nausea and sweat Minimalistic scenes, copy and paste

Hand me my inheritance 

Be it a concept or a notion 

Or the seven sisters of sleep

Walking a limestone road

You look shaken Man, I’ve been shook

This is my first mouthful of clean air in eighteen months 

They stuck me in a cell for a wrong they couldn’t understand 

Now my primary purpose is to speak to the land


Glistening liquescent morning 

There are those who have claimed you before me 

But hear me now delirium of order

I bring word of rape and plunder from across the border 

Lo and behold

There was no rumoured pot of gold 

Only the grave of Johnny Filth 

Who was loosely based on a member of the human race

Lo and behold

There was no rumoured pot of gold 

Only the grave of Johnny Filth 

Who was loosely based on a member of the human race

Landscape littered with bric-a-brac 

Deck chairs stripped of their hides


Defects of character scribbled on borrowed pages 

Bottled up and flung far into the angry tide

They greet me with kisses on the lips,

An occultist code I’ve yet to unlock

A woman with a face like a stopped clock hands me a flyer 

Saying “Free the innocent ferris wheel” 

And I wonder

How much the piper should be paid

Then I climb through the hail and through the rain 

And I hear my ancestors singing this song

 


Lo and behold

There was no rumoured pot of gold 

Only the grave of Johnny Filth 

Who was loosely based on a member of the human race

Lo and behold

There was no rumoured pot of gold 

Only the grave of Johnny Filth 

Who was loosely based on a member of the human race

 

The shoe shine boy holding a flame 

He’s been waiting for the change 

Waiting for the change

The requiem bells bring an end to their game 

We’ve been waiting for the change

Waiting for the change


Lo and behold

There was no rumoured pot of gold 

Only the grave of Johnny Filth 

Who was loosely based on a member of the human race

Lo and behold

There was no rumoured pot of gold 

Only the grave of Johnny Filth 

Who was loosely based on a member of the human race.