Hamlet by Tracy Furutani, copyright 2000
I was covered in garlands of money-changers
Deep inside I was in danger
So I hung myself upon a clothes-hangers-on, sucked my gin and tonic in.
Get out now while the getting is good enough
No use saying that you've been hanging tough
Skin peel back removing all the fluff, why does it always sound like it's off the cuff?
Beat me down like jumps on a pommel-horse
Play me deep at second there is a force
Full of sound and fury or signifying nothing of conse-course.
Meanwhile, watch the video.