Medical Acceptance Gate Lyrics - Fall

I worked for future salary the nightshift 

in Spalding Street. The respect is worth it. 

1.AM at the front gate it had just been 

sunday night stood this man, tall and twisted back. 

He spoke loud and said Come out of there that 

grill on the wall contains a crowd and 

that twisted shape you call the laundry 

post reminds me of my origin. 

Your criss-crossed fences are avenues. 

Paid for by the NHS, you need it more than 

the patients for mortgage fees and medical pranks. 

but you wont fix my quartz chip 

or repair my broken kind 

kindness borne of mousey brain 

twisted with kin of bitter world 

Vicious dreams of EC1 

and lapland girls and green purse 

with tall and chaste inducements (*?pronounced inductments?*) 

the porter went to move the man 

and we got back to practice time 

but his hands went through the man 

he was made up of liquid pitch 

his legs two propeller sticks 

crisscrossed fence posts were his eyes 

his mouth red like a twisted reich 

his mouth like a twisted knife 

he wreaked of bleach and hospitals 

he wreaked of bleach and hospitals 

the porter swears this is true 

he wreaked of bleach and hospitals 

the porter swears this is true 

and drinks too much in his brown and white hut 

but the thing clings to the acceptance gate 

the thing clings to the acceptance gate 

the thing clings to the acceptance gate 

the thing clings to the medical acceptance gate 

and nobody says he's seen it 

It only bounces young MDs 

we are dedicated to fight disease 

to fight disease 

disease 

disease