Wednesday, 4 July 2012

67. Honky Tonk Man


The state of things to come
Holds in the hands of some
A depressing
And vagrant gaze
Microlaze.

The chords are the same
As joint
Ventures gained
And ignored.

Rock and roll themes
Joining in the mix
Like Quo on speed
Won't you heed
- My call?!

We all stave the demon of leave
Mamma, pappa won't you let me be?
Standing on the pave-d floor
Bed ridden and in need of love, love, love.

The seeds of democracy have been sewn
The love of life is Strewn
Above the laws and floors
Of the Insecure Macaucs.

Yet the dreams all stay the same
Mine is yours
And yours is mine
To gain.

Rock and roll Future
The absolution
In the face
Honky tonk Man wins the race.

Honky tonk man
Gotta stand the destitution
Honkey believe
The resolution.


We all stave the demon of leave
Mamma, pappa won't you let me be?
Standing on the pave-d floor
Bed ridden and in need of love, love, love.

The seeds of democracy have been sewn
The love of life is Strewn
Above the laws and floors
Of the Insecure Macaucs.

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