The Heads of Dead Surfers - Long Fin Killie, Mark E. Smith

A mid-life Adonis

A god-like forty year-old

Clear skin, clear head

Clear smile, dead style

Designer beach clothes

A little bit of a paunch

This beach-boy Achilles

A former leading light of radio

Drowned in suntan lotion

Makes a bold declaration:

«We drove the Moors back into the sea and now we ride their waves!»

And a little bit of something about the positive vibes of the sea--

«I feel at one with the waves!»

He said: «Let's get a Big Mac, tune into happening sounds, check out the chicks

on the beach and chill out

Chill out

Chill out.»

«We all crawled out of the sea"--and then he winked--«didn't we?»

«We drove the Moors back into the sea and now we ride their waves!»

(Mark Smith)

Bountiful in the cities…

I am the fire in your lungs

I am the fire in your dead lungs

I am the fire in the airwaves

(incomprehensible)

A & R man’s dream!