He moves slow at the petrol stop
Its pat the trip dispenser
He came with solvent in his hair
The trip dispenser


Spine-fuhrer of hoboken
Its pat the trip dispenser
Friend of syndicate of sound
Pigeon toed band


Mcginty thought he could fool the fall
With his imitation speeds
But he had not accounted for the psychic nose
He did not know there are no big shots on the rock
And even if there were, mcginty would not be among them


His head was full of icy calm
A clarity of nothing
Its pat the trip dispenser


He paid at the generic supermarket
With paper
With paper
Its pat the trip dispenser