We could wobble in the golden haze
We could contemplate this riot of sensation
Feel the thunder as the boilers shake
Could be a moment of that Hooligan Illumination.

Hooligan Illumination

Human foibles - all the necro-chic -
Let's continue with these observations
Over cocktails with the hotel freak
We want that Hooligan Illumination.
You know it - the whole town knows it:
You left your baby weeping at the station
The old ladies shake their heads
They've had a lifetime
Of that Hooligan Illumination

The pretty little girls sing a pretty song of tender penetration
But when the bone marauder rears it's head
There's no avoiding
All that Hooligan Illumination
The commandos at the palace gates
Receive the tributes from a grateful nation
But when you hear them talking with their mates
They're full of stories
Of that Hooligan Illumination

Throwing rubble from the burning bridge
- Enjoy the luxury of indignation:
But history's on the other side:
There is a moment
Of that Hooligan Illumination

The buried harvest and the boiling wound -
The College of Knowledge's matriculation
Nothing doing; while the reptile moon
Casts it's shadow
Of that Hooligan Illumination

A long time coming; a long time gone
Just time enough for these investigations:
What is true will come to you
- You might not like it
It's that Hooligan Illumination.

Hooligan Illumination.

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