Aliens

Ill be standing out G watching at 4.40am

Looking up at the birds in the sky

Like 3 times 3

My loyalty, G, is yours

Certain theres no birds in the sky at that time

Yet i try

The stalker rapist starts driving past my house

And in their clockwork chorus, the lgbt lynchmob

Cuckoo, shes not gay

After 30 years no longer a surprise

The freaks will say im not gay, its all they ever say

Falls pretty much every day of my life

Its been on the news, theres now people who believe

We’re ruled by aliens

Its so certain these things will happen, as i stand outside

The only uncertain thing now, is G, when she alights

Bitter or sweet, hot or cold, trick or treat

Shes always a surprise