Dead By Six O Clock

I awoke dreaming of the end of the world, You know the houses and cars sinkining into a sea of water and fire, Then I had breakfast, Hurried to the shops with my benefit cheque, Spent it all on paints,canvases and a pocket watch, Like the white rabbit you know, I saw centuries pass in a few minutes, Like Kirchner the artist you know, Then i painted everything I could see, Today, The caravan girl, People in relationships, A master painter, And a bag lady who came to the door, Asking for more, Then i had a beer or a few more, And died listening to a female pop star.