you wouldn’t need
a psychiatry degree
to see
Jem’s psychotic
his voice hypnotic
his face a dramatic
mask of tragedy
fixed in calamity
his bald head shiny
his thick-lensed glasses thumbed and grimy
standing in the sitting room declaiming evil
a world of terror committed by people
with almond eyes, lifeless hands
the martians and the jupitans

they’ve taken over the army
the government, the political parties
they’re trying to stop me
with pills the evil doctor got me
but I won’t rest till they’re killed
and the pits are filled
with them evil, EVIL
martians and jupitans
y’understand?

they come down years ago
you know?
crazy but true
see these tattoos?
thas’ what they use
to control all men
I should never NEVER a’had them
I were jes a kid
it’s evil EVIL what they did

Emmerdale, EastEnders, Coronation Street
ah’m a big soap fan
it works a treat
makes life survivable and sweet
the only thing that works
while they’re out there making plans
the martians and the jupitans