Yippee Calloo Callay!

You have reached the foot hill of the mountains.
You are most welcome
More than worthy
.

Sunday, 17 February 2013

Bastard Brag.

Bastard Brag

what am i doing in this god forsaken place where they say grace before eating their evening meals.  Getting covered in cow and pig shit to help them make and sell cheese.  Just so i can eat and sleep.  I should be in the city making naked dreams with you instead of running round on my own.  Loose.  A screw without a home.  Im down on luck.  Im down on dough.  Im down on life.  Down in dead end tee pee valley.  Someplace somewhere i got find me something other than myself to call my own.
Better start making waves blue eyed kid.  Surf the stream to pop the edge.  Easy listening aint talking.  Speak easy kid.  The streets of the ghetto give birth to you.  Follow the lamps follow the fox.  New age plastic for the white rabbit.  Sew them on and sell them rice.  Get you through the door.  Of the pink invisible squirrel club.  Where the old lady says,
"theres only way way to skin a cat"
And you know exactly what to say Mac.
One quick wink is five times as good as a knock.
Put your point on the map and drive drive it all the way. Live young & Die Hard.
You havent long to go.

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