Imagining a beginning
winning the battle but not the war
I paint doors on walls and
walls on doors
more for them to complain about
can't be in and
don't want to be out.
Electric trains fry your brains
but they'll blame it on your mobile
while they build more trains to
fry more brains and
everyone goes senile.
Meanwhile in corporation tenancies
men will be thankful for
girls with their hair in curlers
(That's a bit sixties)
Remember the new wave before the next new wave washed it away
feels like yesterday but when was that ?
Feb 5, 2017
Feb 5, 2017 at 6:07 AM UTC
Imagining a beginning
winning the battle but not the war
I paint doors on walls and
walls on doors
more for them to complain about
can't be in and
don't want to be out.
Electric trains fry your brains
but they'll blame it on your mobile
while they build more trains to
fry more brains and
everyone goes senile.
Meanwhile in corporation tenancies
men will be thankful for
girls with their hair in curlers
(That's a bit sixties)
Remember the new wave before the next new wave washed it away
feels like yesterday but when was that ?
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