Sure

Marvellous memories, making a mockery of me and you
Cerebral chemical, filling the gaps up with sand and glue
But you're here with me, and our new TV
Take a step out of life, if you went back in time, who would you be
Hitler or Joan of Arc, Doris Day or De Sade, is that too hard?
Is what life's about, you take your shit and shout about those

Famous face's frozen gazes staring out from empty spaces
All we can be sure of  is that here is the place we are and now is the time we're at
All we can be sure is that we really can't be sure…….

So give me paper to write and I can sit here all night, come up with nothing new,
Charcoal and chalk, you just there and talk but I'm not hearing you
History will show, subjectively I know that
"Context is everything" or so someone said but I've forgotten who,
Like a world with 1 phone, just sitting there on your own, who are you talking to?
Imaginary ears, oh no it's all gone weird again; those

Centre of Gravity turns to depravity once again
Like a dog with 2 dicks I'm always licking my lips no time to chase my tail
Don't listen to my words They're only Golden turds
I've showered plenty of girls with a whole host of pearls around the neckline
Theres a ringful of sin bubbling under my skin almost all the time
Don't take no tips from me I'm not the sage you seek