MDMA

Does your television
Talk to you?
 do you need
A doctor
That inhales MDMA
straw fan
Collective numbers
Enough yes
Maybe he thinks
Pipes are only
For the rich
Can you dissect
That into four
Get in the cue
I'll diagnose you
 
The thermometer
Had reached a million
This man
Is a puppeteer
Imagine a puppet
With no skills
I dought that exists
In this millenium
Could this be
The solution
"Imagine"
Polymorphous
Wedding proposals
 
Musical rythm
Was mandatory
Sentences bound
To each and every
Citizen
Who played lotto
And all the mediators
Scrubbing toilets
For money
The beginning of the end
Circulating on a post
Rock n roll
For a living
Forever young
Waiting to collect
Hinges for the door