Too many rounds of buzzword shots.
From the rafters the every move of a socius
Looks kinda pulmonary,
Wet t-shirt oriented, but really
"Really." It is the land beyond the parking lot,
And you said no?
The dog loves the headphones you got him
But has decided he's a cat,
A frivolous desire waves in my direction,
Tonight I'll decide to decide to decide to decide
Crossing on the light's
The wait staff minus one takes a lunch of greens
In isolated bubbles the way Boston recorded each guitar part
"You're absolutely right"
"But it's complete bullshit."