sábado, 5 de janeiro de 2013

Nameless man

The nameless man
I went up to a funky surfer not meaning to be rude
I said "have you got the time radical dude"
I went up to a lurcher and took the poodle from his lap
I said fleadom is not flea in china town chap.

I had a thousand questions so I went up to my dad
"your a teflon pan son" and "don´t let the sh*t stick lad"
I needed money so i went to the dull faced teller
His lack of personality really brought out his fella.

I went to the corner store in search of a smoke
I saw Jimmy thug having a toke
I said "Howzit" "what´s up" "How´d you be bloke"
But the guy didn´t joke.

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