The Marlboro Man,
And I, had a plan:
To ***** out desire,
With a flick of the hand.
The squarest of jaws
(And the yellowest teeth!)
And no one would see,
What lie just beneath.
Yeah, I miss that old man,
With his interstate stare,
He taught me to weather (whether?)
This life...without even a care.
Aug 10, 2014
Aug 10, 2014 at 6:45 PM UTC
The Marlboro Man,
And I, had a plan:
To ***** out desire,
With a flick of the hand.
The squarest of jaws
(And the yellowest teeth!)
And no one would see,
What lie just beneath.
Yeah, I miss that old man,
With his interstate stare,
He taught me to weather (whether?)
This life...without even a care.
