Rotating head, keeps on the right side/Colied up and tense remains on the lookout/They hate to read The Star’s Sunday Comics/Rotating head tries to look on the bright side of things
Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy working overtime/A soap impression of his wife which he ate and donated to the National Trust/I need a fix because I’m going down, the Sunday Comics I left uptown.
Omar Willey returns to writing about anonymous photographs and their relationship to art.
Todo es mentira en este mundo. Todo es mentira la verdad.
Todo es mentira, Sunday Comics. Todo es mentira,
por qué será. Esperando la última ola; esperando la última rola. ¡Arriba los Comics, o-e-a!s