pee-anny tunes are pretty alright
in the long run
never used to like em
but then we all got a bad case of the
boo-hoos
somewhere along the line
and the twiddly twing dings of
eluvial notes and chords
felt pretty good
on the face and chest
watching the dog dream a bad dream
i can sympathize
yer gonna go blind
if ya keep rubbing yer paws
into yer eyes like that
snowglobes and casablanca
goddamn toothpicks and photographs
art and sex and time and love
are the air inside a tire with a slow leak
and i would kill you if you tried
to take them all away
so run for your life
and bring me back a root beer
there are devils in all of us
evil evil unnameable little creeps
made of glass splinters and mean dogs
and frat boys and
half cooked over easy eggs
they set up shop on the heels of
whispers and sweet little nothings
i thought she was gonna barf
the last time that i kissed her
but that is alright
i never drink
blood
i just like the way it smells
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