Alibi Store
"That's alright..." he cry he cry he cries.
"we're all alive on the inside and you're
my friend my friend my friends
and i'm gonna kill you."
Like we're all holed up in a delirium
hotel and when he's done you'll know some
things you didn't know before //oh let it
rain let it rain let it rain to kill the pain\\
"A crack in the window a world in a hole and
i want you to see the magician, a fire eater,
the fat lady, serpentina, sea monkey, see honey,
see my flipper feet and we're all here just to
make a dollar and then you'll have to go now."
And all the time the ticking timer inside your
head tocs and knocks for a last call on the
dollar deal --> always showtime on the inside
of your heart but the soul's dead!
And so we wait in line and do the time oh what
a pity oh what a crime!
:: 05-21-2018 ::
Copyright © Ernest Robles | Year Posted 2018
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