Oh Epsom,
Oh Epsom,
Vanish in hot life.
Coax the toxins to
abandon the red river.
Tranquil the brawn,
heavy, come upon

Oh Epsom,
Oh Epsom,
Two cups should do.
Work some type of magic,
this sunday afternoon.
I am lonely in thought
and wired on pop.
Make me tired epsom,
so I can sleep these feelings off.

I especially like the line "tranquil the brawn",
simply because of the contrast evoked by the two words.

Youre on to something here
Blindfolds aside I'd probably still close my eyes

And try to feel a trembling fetal life inside
that shotgun barrel that's about to make me bleed

Like an ulcer in the stomach of the beast

Quote by Aurex
your sarcasam amuses me