breakfast time dawn streams through your blistered eyes somebody got lucky last night but it wasn’t you so pull up yer drawers and dry your eyes
don’t make yourself sick
you’ve done no harm today
well, nothing that will stick
so take a shower roll a
joint get yer metal fixed
hey dreamer! on
yer toes don’t space out they’ll go through your pockets leave you with hee haw it’s a long walk home when you’re empty
you stole a little pleasure your action was real slick you
had yourself a good time god knows
you felt no pain but now it’s
time to scuttle home before they make you pay
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