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By jwb71913 Date: 2003 Apr 13 Comment on this Work [[2003.04.13.12.03.28897]] |
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Fresh haircut gelled and slick No hat to cover this Samson's waves Clean and shiny and ready to stick New steps on dance floor raves Band is hot, beer is cold This waiting game is growing old I'll wait for a few minutes more Must be traffic in front of store Well it's ten, and time to go Another beer will make me slow I did not think you would arrive Yet disappointment hastens my stride Music blasting from cd No one can tell I'm not me I'm as happy as a clam I exist, therefore I am Did you honk, I didn't hear Music was too loud my dear Message machine is always ignored No one calls me unless they're bored Adding machine is ringing now Transactions not being made somehow Breakdown in communications here No phone line to whisper in your ear To unconfuse the twisted words To make the message come out right Machines are not the way to fight Should have listened, you were right I'll let my fear determine my role And never find peace for my soul |