Githead Drop
Drop, like a stone, when you're thrown into the water
Spin, like a top, make it stop, like it ought to
Calm, in your eyes, you despise all the slaughter
Plan, like a bet, try to get, what you ought to
Run, with the pack, what you lack, makes you higher
Pray to your Gods, throw your sods on the fire
Dress to the nines, cross the lines, build your pyre
Drain, to the end, every drop of desire
