Ass
Kisses
To get
smashed because realization's Van Gogh
A mind
set where one’s in the world, out of step
Derision,
annoyance, suppression then expression
Absinth,
gin or lysergic acid for expressive explosion
Seek the
music that rhymes with rebellious
Looking
at the world makes one easily bilious
I’m a
dinosaur from when men weren’t dandy
Now they
wear little pony tails and giggle like little girls eating candy
Does the
music hurt your ears and offend your sensibilities?
Too
goddamn bad, for I had your mother today and made her sleazy
Now she
cries because she’s realized her husbands fat and greasy
Looking
at her spoilt children at forty calling for daddy
This
world’s gone to hell but thrash metal still kicks and kills
Metallica,
Pantera, Slayer, Hetfield, Dimebag and Anselmo
But I’ll
enter trendy rigid frigid palaces just to get slammed
It’s
better than upsetting the bed warmer, even tho’ I return drunk as a skunk and
get her rammed
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