Winter is gone
\nPedro has been OK’d to throw
\nThe runners start to run
\nIn the city of mothers
\nIn the city of lesbians<\/p>\n
The French Girl sells custard
\nThe boy holds his liver
\nA shy girl is unseasonably hot
\nIn the city of mothers
\nIn the city of lesbians<\/p>\n
Humbert Humbert reads Lolita in the park
\nEveryone is open to everything
\nYoung girls turn around in their iPods
\nMario in the shadows lands a power up<\/p>\n
The celebrities come and go as they like
\nIn the city of breast feeding and dykes<\/p>\n
Shakespeare’s in the alley wasting time
\nThat’s as close as he comes to immortality
\nWasting his and wasting mine<\/p>\n
There’s a long line at the ATM
\nThere’s a shortage on cookies and plums<\/p>\n
In the city of mothers
\nIn the city of lesbians
\nIt’s impossible not to stare<\/p>\n
The light is pale
\nThere’s half a pig for sale
\nIn the city of lesbians and mothers<\/p>\n
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Brown Bunny<\/strong><\/p>\n Riding round the track Getting gas Please Driving down the highway Stop at your mom’s Riding on the raceway Driving down the highway Do you want a date Driving to Daisy’s house You’re a whore <\/p>\n Elliott Smith<\/strong><\/p>\n I don’t mind stealing from Elliott Smith If I can’t be myself Use your tongue as a razor <\/p>\n Sad Poem<\/strong><\/p>\n My life is this I am so lonely This is not a joke So sing a song <\/p>\n Minor Ailment<\/strong><\/p>\n The trees are having sex \/ I need to breathe, I’d wish they’d take a rest \/ Sorry, if I ignored your text \/ I’m under multiple weathers \/ I’d like nothing more than to get together \/ Have some fun \/ Eat something delicious like xanthan gum \/ But I don’t feel well enough for that \/ This is the minor ailment rap \/ Major ailments can kill you \/ But minor ones are still bad \/ In other words, I am really sick \/ I am really with \/ The worst of me \/ That comes not infrequently \/ And then deletes the history \/ I don’t know what to do with my time \/ I go on Amazon.com for a book to buy \/ The book is called Vaginas \/ I click to look inside \/ In other words I’m sad, sir \/ Though, maybe minor ailments are the answer \/ Cf. the NY Post \u201cAchoo Away Cancer” \/ Which suggests sneezing can ward off death \/ Or at least one of its ways \/ One of its best<\/p>\n <\/p>\n
\nRiding round the track
\nRiding round the track
\nRiding round the track
\nRiding round the track<\/p>\n
\nStopping at the store
\nBored clerk
\nDo you want to go to California<\/p>\n
\nPlease
\nPlease
\nNote
\nAunt Anita, Uncle Albert, I’m going to California
\nKiss
\nDrive to your house
\nRide away<\/p>\n
\nDriving down the highway
\nDriving down the highway
\nDriving down the highway
\nDriving down the highway<\/p>\n
\nThere’s your dad
\nI’m living in L.A. with Daisy
\nThere’s her brown bunny
\nStop at the rest stop
\nThere’s a wounded woman
\nBuy a Coke
\nKiss
\nDrive away
\nStop at the rabbit store
\nHow long do they live
\nDrive away
\nStop at the salt lake
\nIt’s like the raceway<\/p>\n
\nRiding on the raceway<\/p>\n
\nDriving down the highway
\nDriving down the highway
\nDriving down the highway
\nDriving in the city
\nGetting bike tuned<\/p>\n
\nDo you want a date
\nDo you want a date
\nReturn to the third one
\nI want to buy you lunch
\nI need to make money
\nBuy you lunch
\nGive you my money
\nDrive away<\/p>\n
\nOur house
\nNo one’s home
\nOur house
\nNo one’s house
\nLeave note
\nGo to hotel
\nThere’s Daisy
\nDaisy in the bathroom
\nThere’s Daisy
\nDaisy in the bathroom
\nTake off your shirt
\nOoh
\nThat’s head<\/p>\n
\nYou’re an addict
\nYou’re not dead
\nI let them rape you
\nOur baby died
\nYou’re an addict
\nYou are dead<\/p>\n
\nDon’t think I won’t kiss your motherfucking lips
\nMuscles deflate and fly around the room
\nOpen containers of food in your mouth
\nRazor blades \u2013 thrown out
\nDon’t think I haven’t noticed that things are looking
\ndown for you
\nAll the backyard games you created as a kid
\nWon’t be proof enough that you exist
\nI’m feeling sick<\/p>\n
\nThen I don’t want to talk
\nDon’t think we can’t be friends
\nPhilosophers apologize
\nThen do it again
\nThe latest news is scary
\nDon’t think I won’t lie to you in the end <\/p>\n
\nAnd be my savior of clean
\nMurder is allowed
\nTo achieve things<\/p>\n
\nand this is not much
\njust a couple of jokes
\nand a 40
\nwalking
\nAstor Place<\/p>\n
\nand so afraid
\nand this is not a joke<\/p>\n
\nThis is not real
\nThis is just something
\nthat I do<\/p>\n
\nSing along to one
\non the radio
\nA sad one
\nOne about this<\/p>\n
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Humbert Humbert reads Lolita in the park