Archive for August, 2011

the funky angel

Posted: 08/29/2011 in house of fools

i looked for an angel

i looked near and far

then i found an angel

with a big

fat

funky

cigar.

i said, angel tell me please

when does it get easier,

easier than this?

he said…

not in this life, babe

not in this skin

not in a week, not any time

you think to ask again;

not in this life

not in this skin.

i said you’re one funky angel

with some ragged funky wings

tomorrow could be sweetly blessed

and easier than this.

but he said…

not in this life, babe

not in this skin

not in a week, not any time

you think to ask again.

 

that stuff we used to do

was such retarded shit

but it must mean something, cos

here i am remembering it

when ya don’t know what to do, just go for a ride under a summer moon

and when ya don’t know what to say, just turn the radio on and play a summer tune

that stuff we used to do

i just turn around, and then

those boys we used to know

we fucking married them

when ya don’t know what to do, just go for a ride under a summer moon

and when ya don’t know what to say, just turn the radio on and play a summer tune

that stuff we used to do

freak out and have a cow

we caught some stuff back then

but it makes me feel good now

when ya don’t know what to do, just go for a ride under a summer moon

and the best part of it all, was on the radio in a summer tune.