Thursday, November 18, 2010

I Was a Cosmic Shit

Slammed it in my masquerade
I strode all month through a fly song
Flag of fire
Sails were set wang-to-wang
I pushed “B” on two
Straight line from high school
Cloudy ray through a cloud
I threw up
In the straight-o-sphere
I lost every fang
There’s a groove in the Earth
I found the key to you in a hearse