SLOW PATROL
croon along, croon along
can you walk the fretboard sober?
slip up, you’ll be arrested
before the jam is over.
playing, driving, red/blue lights
progress, I’m not sure
there’s rules and regulations
but we’re above the law
they lurk out on the roads
can’t see into our band
we play with tinted windows
look outside at the man
PATTY THE POETRY WARRIOR
I'm gonna be the next JK Tolkien
Wanna drop by have a drink with me
I write poetry, I paint too
Stagecoach fucked me up and I'm gonna sue
I got buds, I got hot young men
I see 'em walk by, I invite 'em in
Poetry warrior woos with words
The police come by, so I give them a verse
When I bonk I shit myself
I'm home sick from work and I'm drinking to my health
GIRL STUFF
I spread rumours I know aren’t true
I started acting tough
as soon as I put makeup on
I wanna scratch it off
I’m often mean to people
before I know them at all
I’ve heard of oral sex but what it is I’m not quite sure
I only wear black and I love it
sex it toilets is unromantic
please god keep your private bits private
I think boys can look good in makeup
they were gonna have sex
but they didn’t know what to do
in home and away on tv
and I’m kinda worried, yeah I’m really worried
that that’s gonna happen to me
CONFESSIONAL CULTURE
Confessional culture, thank you Oprah
Dream it make it do it, thanks Martha Stewart
Misty eyes, Christmas pies
Make me over make me over, oh you who are wise
Home making, corporate taking,
The world is mine by humble baking
Lets talk let’s talk lets talk show
Women on the talk show, lets go
HUFFER
Let me show you alcoholic
As I vomit on the floor
When I stumble from the pavement
Into your cool store
Projectile spew
Meets target market
Your name implies you're edgy
But this ain't a good party
And then I'll show you huffer
Drool on the nice hoods
Getting dumb on air freshner
the seasons hottest look
Snot and slime
Messy eyed
Teen pastime
Meets teen clothesline
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