Made of Concrete

I used to drink too much
But then I saw
A documentary on the war
Two pilots crashed and had to endure
Three long days without water
And to survive they sucked on a stone
It helps with the thirst
So I sucked on a stone

But damn this world
It’s made of concrete,
Paving slabs and tarmac
And now I want my life back

I used to drink too much
And I should have predicted
That I would get addicted
Because as anyone can see
It’s in my personality

But damn this world
It’s made of concrete,
Paving slabs and tarmac
And now I want my life back

And so does mother earth
She wants her mud back
Loose the ugly clothes we’ve dressed her in
The other planets laugh at her

But damn this world
It’s made of concrete,
Paving slabs and tarmac
And now I want my life back

It would be better
To die a drinking rebel
Than a weirdo
Sucking on a pebble

But I wouldn’t have a
Problem if this
World
Wasn’t made of concrete,
Paving slabs and tarmac
And now I want my life back.

Smallscale Confusion

what a
otter
you gotta
in your jotter

he exclaimed.

an otter
in my jotter?
its notta:
its a squatter

i explained.

Bhudda

When I said I was
Gonna be a Bhudda
You shoulda seen
The vicar's face
Oh yeah, you shoulda.

Albers

love proud

we must make others queasy
but loving you is easy
and i know that this is cheesey:
will you be my valentines, pleasey?

lips