Posted by cockeyed on December 5, 2005, at 20:39:35
Yo, jim, just visiting
not really here
fact is I'm over there beside myself
That's me up on the shelf.Hard to hack thru those bars
when they put you back where you belong
it's like life on mars.Can't really read my discharge papers
NA, CA, AA...and some other nifty sh#t
personally I can't make heads nor tails
of ittoo damn bizzy (sic) as* over tea-kettle
flopping around like some eel out of water
tryin' my best to be nowhere to be found
and it's round and round and round
all over again.Don't know why but it's happenin again
Given the all-mighty genes just a matter when
And I hear voices from my fan belt
and voices in my gin, switched from listerene
thought I was healthy again.They didn't. oh, no, was keepin it all
hiddent
Okay, so I ripped off DylanDon't care as long they aren't outside my door
or upside my head
Too crowded up there with thoughts better
left unsaid"Say nothing" my lawyer counseled and then
hung up, leaving me hanging, just another
sick pup. Okay, I can get over it.
No more Jury Duty, I'm sure of itbut scuse me while I kiss the sky
it's fallin' down in frozen mist
God, but it's great when one can still
fly.Cockeyed.
poster:cockeyed
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