I burnt my toast but I buttered it anyway, I said black n yellow black n yellow, eatin it anyway.
When I wake peops, I bake up, mostly all of the time. So I can start the day with a breath of fresh mind. Cause the first few minutes horrible, but they become more tolerable, when making use of chlorophyll.
Getting stoned so biblical, world don't seem so cynical, chillin out the windowsill, threatening a rib tickle. Then what is happening don't understand this. Felt so happy never planned this. What does that mean I can't stand this. Someone disclose who this man is. Taking control of my mind, rifling memories till they find, little things I tie and bind and try and find a spot where light will never shine like ocean floors or Palestine.
Take me back to the gold old days, when I didn't even have to get high to play. When I used to wake up and say hi today. Now I don't even wanna go outside today. I just wanna be real sad today. Listening to Saturday. Be Anne Frank n hideaway. Or find a way, to get high today, to get by today, to do something else than wanna die today.
I'm p p puffin damn I spluttered, now she want her muffin buttered, but I cannot get it up, lookin like my stuff encumbered. I wanna go to bed but I dunno where I left it, starin at the door like I wanna make a exit, dunno how my head work feeling like my neck split, but I know that I'll be fiiine if I make it through the next bit.
Somewhat sketchy too weak to fight it, I'll kick, push, and coast right by it. Sculpt a smile n hope you buy it. Like tacky souvenirs on desert islands. That break, the second they get home. Immediately its known. The future has no reason because all the cards are shown. Don't plan another season, no mercy kill this show, sorry Ted I met you but the kids they have outgrown. Like me and errbody that I used to call my own. Now 20quid gets buddy and we never leave my home.
