Molehills?

Highlander

Snowy white and streaky clean

I am the musician, the partisan announcer

Grate me harshly, slice me thin

Potholes bounce my troubled souls

Sweet baby smells, such smothering love

Punch, just punch, my toothless grin

Beautiful Frowns

Get The Brush Billy Whizz

Pruning Roses

Wooden skittles, darkened rooms

Rolling thunder, summer blooms

Cryptic stitchwork, mandarin squeeze

The freak machine is in full flow

Scalpel steady, mealworm strainers

POW!!!

Bouncer Broad and Wide

The frozen embryo, the undead child

My mission is my marker, my line in the sand

Sidelined fools weep, the mothers denounce their own sons

Why they ask did they fill their days with the dreams of power

There is only one true king

His name is Mendeleev, he is all seeing, he is all power

They watched him in awe, they struggled to comprehend

Eventually they ignored, but to what end

No one knows just yet, but the powerful shining light will eventually blind

Buy me just one horse, i will plot my own escape

Meet me on the distant horizon, bang your tuneless drum

I will come, I will hold you, I will save your sorry soul

Brothers Gonna Work It Out........