A trail of banana peels
A land of wilderness
Where the crayons all fell into
The hands of villainous chimpanzees,
Madrillus sphinxes, and gorillas
As we proceed with canteen’s and pith helmets.
The viney jungle the Blueatang hangs out in
One hand in the thumbhole of the painters pallot
When he swung low the lion’s angrily growled
And with one stroke he saved their manes and brown skin
“Well tickle me pink and periwinkle
Lions, Lemers, the Canary wings gold.”
“Snakes slither in hideous shades
with their ty-dy tongues hissing away.”
“Red proboscis monkey, preposterous!
A boxer’s punching bag for that snoz of his.
Look at the ostriches,
They’re not their color but merely their compliments”
Divvying up the shades
Of teal
Of beige
Of pink
Of orange
Of sea green
Of yellow
Of royal blue
Of gold
Of gray
Of red
Of black
Of off-white
He’s returned here
Re-coloring our trees
He’s returned here
Re-coloring our vines
Our vines
Plaid-patterned pachyderms,
Lavender parrots fly
With platinum birds of paradise.
Zebras black and purple bearing hides
And tigers with tertiary stripes.
He’s returned here
Re-coloring our trees
He’s returned here
Re-coloring our vines
London producer juxtaposes aggressive hip-hop and dubstep beats with shadowy ambient synths and soft, crackling samples. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 2, 2023