stop shaking your head o come on
it must be clotting on your tongue
well you gotta hock it up and
spit it out today.
o you're awfully pale but cmon
let's push it home today i say
i say, but you just yawn to cover up
the ticking of your
knees beneath your dinner tray and i
am disinclined
to pander to
or fish for you today.
stop shaking my hand o come on
no congratulations due.
can't you see i'm doing well?
it ought to take its toll on you
but you. keep. so. composed
while i get drunk and intractable
dancing on banisters in
inappropriate clothes,
let's MUCK IT UP TODAY
today the colours spill
there's confusion in
the categories;
and though the autumn light
looked watertight
IT APPEARS TO BE PISSING DOWN ON ME
(push it home today
push it home)
THE WINTER'S GONNA BE HELL FOR YOU, DARLIN'.
THE WINTER'S GONNA BE hell.
(push it home today
push it home)
THE WINTER'S GONNA BE HELL FOR YOU, DARLIN'.
THE WINTER'S GONNA BE hell.
i ain't awfully brave but come on
i can bear the brunt of you
let's toss it up and
altercate today
i. get. so. terrified
all fractious and fidgety biting my nails
so just knock it off and decimate today
today's the day the boards will fall
and the trees will fold their fractals in
and i'm, o i know i'm, i know, o i know i'm ok
i'm right as rain i
am.