Incidents

Maybe monsters really do exist
Cos it's getting crowded
Alone in my room
Murder St. Stephen
Martyr the philanthropist
I'm sure there's a song about this
That someone else can croon

Incidents, incidentally
Incidents, incidentally

Two years sober, but lost to a tragedy
Substance OD, they'll find a cure for me
Rock-A-By baby some decorously
Maybe felo de se raised contemptuously

Incidents, incidentally
Incidents, incidentally

Maybe father's gone
Moving on without me
Maybe mother's trying
Just listening to me

Dream of lights
So bright
They'll blind me like St.Paul
I know I'll shine
Like Judy
Like Freddie
Like Mikey
On that stage