Sleepwalk cougar got whole lotta love
Between the sheets between the lines
Over the hills and beyond the pale
On the buses with jimmy the Nail
Louie the Fly got nothing on Gore Vidal
He may have been there at the time
as a fly on the wall but only time will tell
Pictures of Lily lined his velvet burial cloth
So tired, tired of this goddamned world
Its obscene
If i could make it outta here another way, am easier way
i would have done it by now
but i’m lucky enough to have friends
and blessed enough to have family
Admonish the eagle whose wings spread in your pants
Cant blame the reaper
when its reaping days have gone askance
Cut and dried hail mary
to easy to be crucified
too young to suffocate
I’m here now, just you try
All along the Watchtower of Illusion
Somebody gimme a high five or at least a fist bump of belief
i got a nine inch nail. swapped it for 3 3-inchers
thats more my style
threw up on Miami beach BOAC
thats how they pronounce it when you get off the plane
BOAC then BLRCH
21 Jump Street springs to the brain
Fizzled in the membrane
Addled more than Adam Sandler ever was
Fittingly his ants are training to march at his funeral
Same as it ever was
Don’t tread on me leastwith your pimpled nose
the least of us are where we are at now
not by tuition but by sheer gall and
burnishing our pure frustration
we are the world
we are the mods, we are the rockers
we are the punks, the rastas the swing kids and all of the others
We are the goon squad and we’re coming to your next town
Don’t make a farce of it
Don’t bring me down
The world is a farce of course
How could you ever hope to make whit nor will of it?
i can see your steely eyed stifled grin
As you cry knowing how right i am and the distance is staggering
the world is a farce. indeed it is.
we live in the farce, it is what it is
Tomorrow is another day
Thursday’s likely slightly better
TBH any day i don’t get barked at orders
is a blessing
Nothing personal. its outta site
If you wanna make something of it
go ahead, step inside.
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