Skippin' up the downtown rightline left foot first
in my newly alabaster kicks.
Listenin' to the latest outdated beebop bus stop beats
on my newly alabaster 8track.
Yellin' at the phattest kid in town, three-hundred pounds worth
with my newly alabaster pipes.
Northing going southbound on life it's a highway 80 miles to the desecrated city
in my newly alabaster Kia Sorento.
Jammin' with what I've lost and who've I've loosed to stringly tunes of angels
in my newly alabaster studio apartment.
Takin' you overunderbackwaysforewaysforsooths to the man below
in my newly alabaster life.
Neverending on the road to nowhere on the road to somewhere where they know me and don't love me
in my newly alabaster life.
Friday, September 4, 2009
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