Psyched to prepare For this week's fare Drublicly punk Best drugs to share Break tooth or dare Prove why you're there Alex is punching air as he denounces macho shit Trying to impress a scenester girl in a demanding circle pit And Michael keeps a joint lit throughout the show Helen bites her tongue as she demands another song Pupils dilated and a long face to accompany the wrong reasons To sugarcoat her punk rock blues with snow All my friends are strays on a leash Friday's despair Week hasn't been fair A few ships have sung One boat was spared Dead weight is rare It's left midsea cause no one cares George is bursting into loud laughs Dissing out what Holdem did He is self restrained in Irish handcuffs Brings to mind his mother's need To castrate the stray cat in him A low blow Held breath and pattern As pulling downwards Is nothing more than Testing the elasticity of the leash