Just a dime store poet
Keeping pace, talking his face
blue
Two dollar store
tramps
To get a glance, a new
chance at
you
Walk past the dance floor
That’s always been a dear
friend of mine
Cuckolds and concubines
Dancing in four, four
time
“Hey mister” the
bellman says “I
can only recall and
spend some time I
said”
So he replies “Then how do you manage?”
I dodge the blast, and
apologize for collateral
damage
In love, I’ve always
been a mercenary, but I never
leave my post when
the cash runs
out
I want to make you quiver
Make your backbone
shiver
Hey kid,
take the stage and
deliver
“Hey mister” the
bellman says “I
can only recall and
spend some
time I said.”
So he replies
“Then how do you
manage?”
I dodge the blast,
and apologize for collateral damage
“How does it feel
to stand on the very
stones that ran with your parent’s
blood?
Do you feel sad? Full of rage?
Or does that outfit
help you bury your feelings?
Hiding your true
self
You’re truly an
extraordinary specimen;
I look forward to
breaking
you”
I dodge the blast, and
apologize for
collateral damage
“Hey mister” the bellman
says “I can only
recall and spend
some time I
said.”
So he replies “Then
how do you
manage”
I dodge the blast, and
apologize
for collateral damage
“Hey mister” the
bellman says “I can only recall
and spend some time
I said.”
So he replies “Then how do you
manage”
I dodge the blast, and
apologize for collateral
damage
