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Not the cult of dull #Keith Flint

Will they sing angelic hymns
black and sombre suits to honour him  
the tributes in a key of golden opportunity  
for he rang the division bell  
 grimace the gargoyles of hell  
grabed us by the throat and sang  
look and see and that expletive "that was me man"  
dont give a fuck, dont give a shit  
I stoke the coals of infamy    
and on conformity I spit  
for he was not  
bygones music of the rebels cause  
to  stage a show just for applause
tried to rend our sanctimonious lives    
 the Flint, the sparks that flew  
mark the past  where there was puberty    
the Fire Starter burns eternally
Written by slipalong
Published | Edited 9th Mar 2019
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