kaboom, kaboom the flowers all in bloom deceased, asleep bedtime stories from the soil below glamour fed by the gloom a tell tale sign that everything is gonna be fine. ka-pow, ka-pow the honeybees bow down a flightless feast for ant colonies scrambling like mad upon the ground drip drop drip drop here come the glitterbombs sparkly kisses from an indifferent god clip clop clip clop put your house in order, close the shutters. here come the four horsemen of the apocalypse. right now would be a good time for an old fashioned shoe shine but no one on this block has ever heard of a nickel or a dime ladies must look our Sunday best on a Tuesday, while we borrow against what’s left counting down the clock to the rapture or whatever the hay comes next drip drop drip drop all hail the glitterbombs birthday wishes from bedraggled keystone cops clip clop clip clop put your house in disorder, open the shutters. welcome the four horsemen of the apoca- WHOOPS! flying saucers fill the sky but all we ever see are blurry taillights and vapor trails as they go zipping by. kaboom, kaboom the flowers all in bloom…