Tuesday, 4 March 2014

There will be no new Van Morrison

I listen to the sounds that trickle down
where once there was a flood
there is now a dried up creek,

Jesus Joseph and Montreal
is there no savior
that can make some rock and roll

I listen to this one nighy two thirty two bit
excuse for soul
and I love the sound
but hate the way it rolls
like a drum of drumbeats
on a person without
a sheld to protect themselves
from a big roll

Whats the matter Mary Jane
why did you puke
on Fiest door?

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