i think i want chaos said the man in his comfy bed
who did not have the ions to be mellow in his head+
he thought id be like tv to run and ruff and fight
till big hard hand fell on his nose and snipped out his gray light
tv man knew everything he saw on high def tube
yes he was boob and we all knew he knew it too boo hoo
he did know stuff of which we dint and sometimes caught the eye
of little hot one in the door who looked upon the bore
with soft blue eyes and slender legs that surely cut the rug
in his wild head she said hello and off they rode to hug
in the thistle and the rocky bank where only desperate folk
do put their butt to take a toke is where they ended up
in the warm clutch touch they made the smoke rise
not good thing
for it brought all the hood upon the spot and one hooked on the prize
pulled her by the bright blond hair
out on the hard flat beat
on the street they hooped
on the street she pooped
they pulled her naked down the strip
till black birds took a break
then when she did not take a breath the black birds landed
a bright white skull met the day light
hollow eye looked strict
old cars splashed the gutter wash
upon a grizzled derelict
i do not want such chaos said the tv man in bed
it keeps me up beyond my snooze time where i balance it in my head
who did not have the ions to be mellow in his head+
he thought id be like tv to run and ruff and fight
till big hard hand fell on his nose and snipped out his gray light
tv man knew everything he saw on high def tube
yes he was boob and we all knew he knew it too boo hoo
he did know stuff of which we dint and sometimes caught the eye
of little hot one in the door who looked upon the bore
with soft blue eyes and slender legs that surely cut the rug
in his wild head she said hello and off they rode to hug
in the thistle and the rocky bank where only desperate folk
do put their butt to take a toke is where they ended up
in the warm clutch touch they made the smoke rise
not good thing
for it brought all the hood upon the spot and one hooked on the prize
pulled her by the bright blond hair
out on the hard flat beat
on the street they hooped
on the street she pooped
they pulled her naked down the strip
till black birds took a break
then when she did not take a breath the black birds landed
a bright white skull met the day light
hollow eye looked strict
old cars splashed the gutter wash
upon a grizzled derelict
i do not want such chaos said the tv man in bed
it keeps me up beyond my snooze time where i balance it in my head
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