this fiction of mine laboured tightly in the skull of memories and mysteries worked to the wheel by furies who deal the willing thread in...
Sunday, December 16, 2012
sunny day on the bleachers at dodgers stadium...
sunny day on the
bleachers at dodgers stadium
(no errors) and on the strip (no snafus)
come on let's merry go merry go poopoo would you like an original song for a dime get your original song here for a dime is it over for me and is it over for you is it your dog it looks more like you mother don't worry about me I'll get a job I'll go straight
only sometimes I have the pep and this thing called the mope that everybody's doing (-you say i hate you and attacked me with a knife you must get well and be brave)
but I am
I went aroundthe bend so fast
I'm moving so fast yeah going around just like a circle oh I twisted
myself alright I used to be shy mother (-there's larry walking down the street he doesn't talk to anybody you're insane fischer) I was crazy when I was young and wrote The Rocket Rock I would say I'm a normal everyday person don't roll I'm gonna tie my shoe (-at last we have an idol who's gonna take us from the darkness and out of the fog in the depthness he is gonna take us into bruises cuts bandaids and baby iodine) and which way did my girl go no cops and robbers today no play eightyfive times I walked that street eightyfive times I liked that street eightyfive times I looked at your feet (-a dream girl is just what he'll get) the leaves are fallin if only I could see you again I would start my life all over again are you rollin -you rollin!!