Do you like Bullshit?

'King Harris'

'Do you like Bullshit?'

'Beastie Boy'

'The 127 (My Ill-Fitting Flat Cap)'

'FEX'

An adipose bachelor pushing small porcelain figurines off the edge of a rotting wooden table/ pearls of shite

Ringo's Lizard

'TV Dinner'

'Ringo's Lizard'

I coated my fingers in octopuss glue during the sweltering summer of 1989/I painted the face of Rolf 'Seymour' Harris onto a hard-boiled egg/ Stewart Cliff sits in Sutton Bridge bedsit eating his way through a bag of octopus mix

Daddy Harris

'Daddy Harris'

Kiss the Dentist/
Five post-punk groups beloved by my estranged father:- 1 Lulu's Bride 2 Happy Shag Grin 3 Bleeding Carpets 4 On Mars Wearing My Co-Pilot's Sister's Panties 5 Astronauts With False Teeth 6 Express Yerself, German Student

Mother Fucker (Gene Vincent)

'Sniff Meat'

'Mother Fucker (Gene Vincent)'

'Sweet Toothbrush'

'Frankented'

'What we Found in the Hole in the Floor'

Is it at all possible that this clairvoyant might be talking utter pig shit? / everybody's got a baby but me (but I have got a small plastic troll which won't, regretabally, fit on the end of my carpenter's pencil)

Be Good Sweet Baby Nigella (Pre Coke Yrs)

'Star Fish'

'Frog (tm)'

'Be Good Sweet Baby Nigella (Pre Coke Yrs)'

'3AM'

'Phaetc'

'Queer Glory'

'Russia Dust'

'Poly Hates Math'

Luton Town 4 Team of Farriers 4 (aet.. Uncle Bernard declared Luton the victors because a) he fancied their 6ft 3 centre forward and b) he was no lover of horses or their shoes

Could you be my Lover??

'Could you be my Lover??'

'The Animal Fantastic Yrs'

'Dogs of Voodoo'

'Nope? Yep! (TK Sniff Foot)'

'John Pearl -Milk (TXX)'

'ABFIS??'

'My Headroom'

'The Dump'

'Nanny Gilbert'

'Nanny Gilbert Baby Sit the Dumplings'

I tried in vain to evoke the spirit of those Jamaican fellas I met on the bus in 1903

Homosexual Pastry

'Homosexual Pastry'

'School Day 1 The Thing'

'My Pep'

'Crab Cake or Homecoming?'

The vampire was perturbed to find a plate of garlic sausage served for his dinner/ a big bag of juicy scraps of human flesh was offered in exchange for a go on the cannibal keyboardist's new Yamaha/ as they walk through the decrepit graveyard they come to an agreement to book a trip to sunnier climes as soon as they manage to sell their antique jewellery and priceless Picassos