once upon a weekend I’d like to get fucked up with all my fucked up people have them come over for a totally fucked up party deeper still I need a positive connection coz I’ve been in unhealthy situations on more than one occasion my people kept me straight at least they tried to keep me straight coz I don’t always listen and that’s as it should be for an independent man
we are judged by the company we keep my people may seem shady maybe even a little crazy but I can vouch for their credentials they
have my back and they’re alright by
me naturally our appearance is luridly
discussed by ornery screwfaces with bovine brain pans I don’t
care what they say my people are heaven my people are heaven on a saturday night
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