Rad-ee-oh a' rumblin'
Ridin' hard
into & outta all
directions.
I'm being chased
into the
dawn
by piano keys
all sorts.
Crumblin' boogie
all, like, bumbling along
into wee-hour
Morn'.
Three week ol'
garbage
Greetin' daylight
Just
like
me.
But I'm just
24 year old garbage
gripin' white
middle class
YOU know it.
And the
Fridge cries
the whole night LONG.
From
Somewhere else
Minor chords
Ring out from guitar, old-fashioned.
*After this
one
I promise.