safehouse

jack is a carolina lawyer - good guy - he is soluble in water, tragically, but it's only as tragic as beethoven's 14th tearpool if you know what i mean - and you do - so i slid down the highways, i rode down the freeways, i itched, i burned dinosaurs, i brought back books, those are the treasures, right now is weird time though, paranoia, and anger, and guilt, and shame, and wanting to be something you're not

i know how fucked up people are

good god in heaven the house is mine and i slump
down for another attempt at an epic dollhouse

i love itchingwingy

your head is bobbling, it comes with
various things, garlic whispers, spring confusion, yes

i remember your head
you got yourself a treasure trove
it was good time, partners in ecstasy

i'm a fucked up product of this age

i'm a good guy basically, but i'm itchy, and things are coming apart, but you can feel the rhythm just NOW SLAM dampple on that hit, right there, and again NOW

truckin' vitamin C, haha, the funnie papiers, flurries of grits and flits

oh yeah - indulgence
oh god yayah, the handyman can
manufacture candy at a fraction of the price
you would expect of such a case

the world is big and scary
my head is small and comfy