Here comes the big sun on me.
My bones feel like a fat cat.
Big Cuban cigars roll me over and under.
This is underwater love.
Bare naive boy in the upstairs room.
i hit my head on the door every rhyme.
Pick up the stones for every crime.
Let us wear the new pajamas.
Bring down the curtain on the rusted stage.
Let me sip that last dregs of away.
Blame my casket gold and pleated.
Cool.
I'm in the great deep forest.
No head to spin tales.
Oaks of the odd sort try to stop my course.
Cider house rues mean nothing to the tongue.
I'm five lagers deep into the offer side of me.
Have fun paying for all that electricity I stole.
Green eyes and bad habits rake thru the leaves.
I shall find the way back to my smashing pumpkin ways.