Thoughts. Situations. This messed-up place, a philosophy maybe
Laugh and forget, think about the days to come
when commercialism and communism unite and create electric love
on designer chairs, velvet and silk is cheap, you look
rather disgusting in grey clothes, wear your pretty red for me, please
This fat man on diet eats a cake with a honeyspoon, spoonspace, spacedream,
dreamphone
call up your friend and say;
hello, I am Jack, friend of the devil, you know my paths and you usually read
my articles, you talk shit during the evening news , but no, it's too
revealing, we should have split up way before things got so dull.
I'm indeed pathetic, in addition, I wear blue, fuck, what a conservative
colour, die, you must die, burn that colour, say I LOVE you
I'm still a citizen, I pay may ten dollar bill and I serve my man three meals a
day, he's quite nice and good-looking too
This is an indication of highly common thinking, however; let's shoot another
rocket, sweet baby, turn on your sarcasm,
I said: probably something absurd like coffee with milk and biscuits too, let's
drive a car to the end of this life and this
Oh-so-meaningless city, yes, Frisco would be great, wherever East is a good
number two
And the next Sunday morning we forget all about the books we read to forget
this life;
To hide in a world of psychotic illusions and fanatic dreams
This world ended when the parliament thought tin can tomato soup was a good
meal, send Andy Warhol a thank-you letter dear
His version of the "Querelle" cover, I've always loved that pic', don't you
like it too?
It would be really great if we had the same meanings, feelings, almost like a
brother to me you could be,
like a brother, yes a sweet little brother, if we both thought the same about
Chick Corea's pianofingers and jazz music vs. rock'n'roll
Let's listen to something good when we discuss the American moral;
the green mind would probably do it for me, and you?
Position;
wonderful apartments, what a view! moon is still cool'n'blue
Poetry by Liona
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Written on 2006-03-08 at 00:11
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Spacephone; hello, I'm Jack
If I could analyze your brain like you think you can analyze mineLaugh and forget, think about the days to come
when commercialism and communism unite and create electric love
on designer chairs, velvet and silk is cheap, you look
rather disgusting in grey clothes, wear your pretty red for me, please
This fat man on diet eats a cake with a honeyspoon, spoonspace, spacedream,
dreamphone
call up your friend and say;
hello, I am Jack, friend of the devil, you know my paths and you usually read
my articles, you talk shit during the evening news , but no, it's too
revealing, we should have split up way before things got so dull.
I'm indeed pathetic, in addition, I wear blue, fuck, what a conservative
colour, die, you must die, burn that colour, say I LOVE you
I'm still a citizen, I pay may ten dollar bill and I serve my man three meals a
day, he's quite nice and good-looking too
This is an indication of highly common thinking, however; let's shoot another
rocket, sweet baby, turn on your sarcasm,
I said: probably something absurd like coffee with milk and biscuits too, let's
drive a car to the end of this life and this
Oh-so-meaningless city, yes, Frisco would be great, wherever East is a good
number two
And the next Sunday morning we forget all about the books we read to forget
this life;
To hide in a world of psychotic illusions and fanatic dreams
This world ended when the parliament thought tin can tomato soup was a good
meal, send Andy Warhol a thank-you letter dear
His version of the "Querelle" cover, I've always loved that pic', don't you
like it too?
It would be really great if we had the same meanings, feelings, almost like a
brother to me you could be,
like a brother, yes a sweet little brother, if we both thought the same about
Chick Corea's pianofingers and jazz music vs. rock'n'roll
Let's listen to something good when we discuss the American moral;
the green mind would probably do it for me, and you?
Position;
wonderful apartments, what a view! moon is still cool'n'blue
Poetry by Liona
Read 543 times
Written on 2006-03-08 at 00:11
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