i was too lazy to become a rock star, i chose to be a poet, and involve myself in a higher dimension of practising a constant Ramadhan, although drinking before having my one meal a day... watch out, a monk off the leash!
man, you know like
when live recordings
work magic
obliterating studio
recordings,
like the doors' roadhouse blues?
man, that's when it happens
and **** gets real, death aged
27, come the riots and myths,
when studio recordings for a sale
are worth jack-shit...
so why are these *******
the un-acknowledged beatles
based upon the decibels of
the screaming female fans?
it was funny watching the spaniard
tourists leaving authentic rolled
blunts on the grave with lipstick
and some green **** also found on
churchill's bald moonshine of a
forehead during an anarchist protest...
that parisian cemetery got to me,
i thought i heard an aeon echo
in oesophagus ripples from bavarian beer halls.
Mar 8, 2016
Mar 8, 2016 at 5:00 PM UTC
i was too lazy to become a rock star, i chose to be a poet, and involve myself in a higher dimension of practising a constant Ramadhan, although drinking before having my one meal a day... watch out, a monk off the leash!
man, you know like
when live recordings
work magic
obliterating studio
recordings,
like the doors' roadhouse blues?
man, that's when it happens
and **** gets real, death aged
27, come the riots and myths,
when studio recordings for a sale
are worth jack-shit...
so why are these *******
the un-acknowledged beatles
based upon the decibels of
the screaming female fans?
it was funny watching the spaniard
tourists leaving authentic rolled
blunts on the grave with lipstick
and some green **** also found on
churchill's bald moonshine of a
forehead during an anarchist protest...
that parisian cemetery got to me,
i thought i heard an aeon echo
in oesophagus ripples from bavarian beer halls.