sitting in my room the thoughts
are flying through my head
tast inside my brain is tart
the contract's on my bed
smell the smell of cigar smoke
and i know who it is
ideas are dumb the doors are shut
the messages are his

my buddly al drove off a cliff
and ran into a nail
he licks his wounds and wonders
how the tooth drove him to fail
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he hates to park his car
downtown on 16th avenue
sometimes her eyes are green
and other times i think they're blue

my sister is a mother
and my mother is a chore
my brother is a junkie
for the c.o. music boards
i knew this guy who was so lazy
and he was so dumb
he slept all day and lost his job
and now he is a bum