Josh Jitterbug

Ahhh your here, its late. As you know, i dont have long now, they are coming. But Josh was my name, in my Barrow made frame. I thought i had escaped them you see, but living with monsters has this effect on you, Dobo is Dobo, Adam is Oakes, Aaron struggles with brews and Terry, on appearance from his rock, goes full steam for the green. I can hear them getting closer you know. - - - - The night of the smokes, beer follows the tokes, the fakers come in numbers to see, My head is in bits, my eyes perform fits, and i know they r coming for me. I keep dancin the same, but the snake doesnt change, the church and the snake now combined, Snakeschurch is dangerous, dirty and sick, of that, there's no doubt in my mind. The night starts to lapse, the fakers have taken their snaps, out of the house,they r free. My stomach is churning, i hear the door turning, they r here, im a dead man, you'll see. - - - - -