Pterodactyls

[Intro]

Found a good give-and-take
Between rent and area
[?}
Underneath their quilt
Windows and tilted doors
But only tin is melted
[?] only tin is melted
Broken hearts for decades [?]

The dog’s tick son
Asks to come back
Into the self-service bowel
Like a sausage being sacked

Birds peck the remains of a couple
Almost totally stale
In the fridge trappist beer
[?] on the window ledge

Pterodactyls are flying
In the Romagna sky
Making noise in your eyes
And underneath the [?]

Your voice’s far away
But the rosary is at home
Tiepidoeventiatomicomidino Nemesis
Get out the way here