The Warrior's Armpit

Track 7 of Pendulum Pet THE WARRIOR'S ARMPIT Idle years-long dangling from the stools of seedy bars Wide-eyed aimless ramblings etched in multitudes of scars Great pale warrior readies scores of skills and checks his gear Lays out all his snares and orders yet another beer Seeking ancient friendships locking gazes eye to eye All the good intentions cause your day to go awry Hours fleet, the mind tricks dispel delusions of escape What began as hey hullo ends up as mental rape You hope that you'll be spared but there's no way to get away You've been tricked and trapped oh Lord indeed you've fallen prey You'd think that daylight kept this fabled warrior out of sight But all this barstool bravery needs no cover of the night Glass-rimmed words run wild and wide their angle of attack Cruising memory lanes until the ramblings fade to black Revisited through decades past and yet they still persist While helpless prey to barstool warrior begs him to desist Resistance futile eyes light up in glimmerings of wrath Neighbours to the warrior's armpit wish he took a bath Up he rises finally righteous anger fuels his fist Now it's time for all to feel the bang when he gets pissed