Sport 37: Winter 2009
No Xmas for Mark E. Smith
No Xmas for Mark E. Smith
after Live at the Witch Trials
The X in Xmas is a substitute crucifix for Christ,
I imagine as I sidle up to a fruit machine.
We are each frigid stars in our futures and pasts.
I stay at home—live on snacks, potatoes in packs.
I sidled up to a fruit machine. This I was imagining:
someone's always on my tracks,
so I stay at home, live on snacks, potatoes in packs.
The years go in circles.
Someone's always on my tracks:
A Spurs fan, a warrior, a happy no-hoper. I think slow
and the years go in circles.
Everybody likes me; they think I'm a crazy
Spurs fan, warrior, happy no-hoper. I think slow,
but pull my string and I'll do my thing.
Everybody likes me, they think I'm crazy.
I feel trapped by mutual affection.
Pull my string and I'll do my thing.
We are frigid stars in our futures and pasts
(I feel trapped by mutual affection);
the X in Xmas is a substitute crucifix for Christ.