The Mod

My Sunshine shines on my mohair suit, flickering explosions of perfect light Heels a clicking causing small sparks on the cobbled streets. Shirt and blazer so sharp and neat, a clean white cover on my scooter seat A cufflink clinks on a cold wine glass, and I look at the refection in the glass. A record cover lays around, with a target and a guitar sound Heels and boots lay all around, white powders, pills its ultra sound!! Parkas fitted over suits, weather shielded overtones The road to Brighton glides downhill, Love reign on me!!!