Motor cars and titty bars
Late nights and morning lights
A beer for breakfast
A tear for lunch
...
I haven't yet, but I know I will
I haven't yet, please feel no ill
Death cannot be escaped
Everyone is subject
...
the fog on the grey
matter, it should
maybe it's me and
i shouldn't, or don't
...
One bulb left in the ceiling lamp and a dead bug
looks back at me
The yellow glare strares and a hum from the radio
so into the wall I bleed
...
there's nothing new or special about me. i just am.)
For Jack Lovelle
Motor cars and titty bars
Late nights and morning lights
A beer for breakfast
A tear for lunch
Sleep for dinner
Wake up, it's dark
Let's do it again.
Greasy smiles and half cocked brows
The music's loud and there's a crowd
Aspirin for breakfast
Skip the lunch
Sleep for dinner
Wake up, it's dark
Let's do it again
Sticky skin and chagrin
Summer heat and dirty sheets
Permanent art with no heart
Arms for breakfast
Legs for lunch
Sleep for dinner
Wake up, it's dark
Let's do it again