oh hell it may not be any good but don't tell me it ain't curious.
2 songs for jim and melanie:
i've been meaning to call, just about every day/
but there's a hole in the door knob where the time slips away./
sometimes i'm crazy, and mostly i'm sad/
but there's a bottle in the freezer gonna make it seem not so bad./
and while nothing ever lasts/
don't twenty years get by fast?/
and now you got them babies getting old enough to hear/
them dirty songs ain't for children's ears./
you wanna keep it real?/
children, free and untamed?/
you gotta play a little every day/
keep up on your game./
and nothing ever lasts/
but twenty years get by fast./
there's always some sick president/
and his goony warlords weirdly hellbent/
but love is an experiment/
in getting better./
wetter and wetter./
bring on the storm/
bring the hurricane/
i think i know players who can sing in the rain./
gonna go down to redland/
buy myself a drive-in/
have myself a festival./
gonna play some honky tonk/
suck a little plonk/
i got some ill rhymes children and some just plain wonk./
or maybe i die first.../
nothing ever lasts/
but don't twenty years get by fast?
and then this one just sort of fell out of the leftover rhymes and riffs the bicycle built for two tune:
baby, baby, i'm gonna tell you true/
i gotta push on and i'm a taking you./
people gonna squawk/
fuck the way they talk/
you got boots were made for walk.
gonna walk you downtown/
walk you all around/
some hot little spots i know.
gonna walk you to the park/
where after dark/
them dirty teddy bears put on a show.
wo (whoa. woe.)
baby, baby, lemme make it clear/
there's no future wheeling about here./
people gonna squawk/
fuck the way they talk/
you got boots they made for walk.
12:37:50 PM 
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