Risus Sardonicus

He flicks the ash off the butt end careful not to drop any on his privates while he lets off a stream. Zipping up, he thinks over what a crappy day he had.
Heading to the living room which is pretty much a cramped match box, he sits on the wooden chair contemplating over the whitewashed table top.
While he ponders on, his eyes shift to a ball of play dough. He lets out a smile/smirk. Lifting up the orange goo, he pinches it in sweet rememberance of his childhood.
Moulding away corners, defects and smoothening edges he finally makes something hes proud off. He leaves it on the table for one final show.
"There, that should make my son proud of me". He smiles, staring at the photo of Martin looking on with his blue eyes, thumb in mouth and hand held by his mother.

Ai, Ai, Ai

Nobody likes being sedated

Biki amma , Biki amma (oh)

Swasha, Swasha (hey)

She said I'm pregnant, his n'th child

I’ve done it places that you wouldn't wanna know about

She examined me, with kuskus n jelly, (yes) OBG dactor

Tell me how you manage all the children you delivered out

We'll never know

Why are we the ones who suffer

I have to let go

He won't be the one to cry

(Ay) Let's not use contraceptives

(Ay) Let's not practice safe sex

(Ay) It's not worth the drama

For the OBGY

(Oh) Can't we be ignorant about it (hah hah hah)

(Oh) It's not worth our time

(Oh) We cant live without him

Checkups jus to pass our time

I trusted him, look what he did to me, got me pregnant

I didn’t know about oc pills, how do they work doc?

I walked in on your love scene, labour room

You gave me xylocaine, hope nothing goes wrong

We'll never know when the pain and screaming's over

I have to let go

The baby is aaooout

(Ay) Let's not use contraceptives

(Ay) Let's not practice safe sex

(Ay) It's not worth the drama

For the OBGY

(Oh) Can't we ignore facts about it (hah hah hah

(Oh) It's not worth our time

(Oh) We cant live without him

Checkups jus to pass our time

Tell me how to advise you

When it's me who's ashamed,

And I wish I could free you

Of the hurt and the pain

But the answer is simple

He's the one to blame (hey)

(Ay) Biki amma, Biki amma

(Ay) Swasha, Swasha

(Oh) Biki amma, Biki amma

(Oh) Swasha, Swasha

(Ay) Let's jus do it again

(Ay) Let's not space our child

(Ay) It's not worth the drama

For the OBGY

(Oh) Can't we jus screw around it (hah hah hah)

(Oh) We’ll think about it some other time

(Oh) We cant live without him

Just a visit to OBGY

Yea i know it doesn't make sense but it was ringing in my head after I had recently seen the video and since I was in my OBG posting at the time, i jus had to edit the lyrics out... enjoy