Dear Johnny was a crazy guy
we used to have threesomes
with all his ***** girlfriends
We used to go clubbing nearly every night
we had all the drugs inside us we'd need
when out there we were like march hares on speed
We would fall into clubs
you know outers
like tripping *****
dance on the dance floor
like spasticated fools
Dancing crazy with the crazies
kicking out the beats
moving our leather clad feet
We had some cool times
making love and not war
yet now my friend is dead
and we don't do that anymore
I miss my dear mad march hare
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Mar 1, 2015
Mar 1, 2015 at 6:00 PM UTC
Dear Johnny was a crazy guy
we used to have threesomes
with all his ***** girlfriends
We used to go clubbing nearly every night
we had all the drugs inside us we'd need
when out there we were like march hares on speed
We would fall into clubs
you know outers
like tripping *****
dance on the dance floor
like spasticated fools
Dancing crazy with the crazies
kicking out the beats
moving our leather clad feet
We had some cool times
making love and not war
yet now my friend is dead
and we don't do that anymore
I miss my dear mad march hare
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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