Big Bad

Caught up in the wild future

Where forever takes no time

You write your poetry

The words don’t rhyme

They deny you

At the carnival of souls

Like you drove a spike into

All their skulls

But you’re taking an eye for an eye for an eye For a vile or two you’ll be running back And you drive and you drive and you drive Till there’s nothing but you and your Cadillac

Now you’ve got a soul reaction

So you try to act your age

Of a thousand years or so

But something’s changed

In your new reflection

Say goodbye to Leicester Square

There’s a new love in your eye

Like a pointless prayer

But you’re taking an eye for an eye for an eye For a lover or two you’ll be running back And you drive and you drive and you drive Till there’s nothing but you and your Cadillac