The Chapman Autograph

In the alcoholic sperm
In the 1980s perm
In the shadow of your smile
In the features of your child
In the buses and the cars
In the heavens and the stars
In the newspapers and folksongs
In the death of all the old ones
I see you

In the prayers that we're saying
In the master we're obeying
In the hi-hat and guitars
In the mountains
In the bars
In the shy, sad, sickening news
In the evening talk shows
In the blues
In the hand of God that holds me
In the t-shirt that he sold me

In the movies
In the dark
In the Technicolor park
In the Lego cities crashing
In the ghettoblaster smashing

The suntan and moon
In the lotion
In this room
In old Johnny and June
In Cliff Richard and Pat Boone
In the old wooden heart
In the Chapman autograph

In the tiny yellow eyes
In the half-hearted goodbyes
In the underwear you're kissing
In the pair of tits you're missing
In the mobile phone you're wearing
In the silver spoon you're smearing
In the alcoholic sperm
In the 1980s perm
I see you

In the Coke and Pepsi glass
In the taxis rolling past
In the silver screen collapsing
In the sound of time elapsing
In the shadow of your smile
In the features of your child
In the airplanes
In the stars
In the black and shiny, still sky
I see you

In the churches
And the joints
In the sequels
And the once
In the champ & the contender
In the way I can't stop remembering
In the spur of the moment
In this overcrowded basement
In freedom & temptation
In fear
In salvation

I see you