Anti everything. (Live in Richard Roger's doorways). I care nothing. (Lives at the bottom of your strung out conscience). He looks mescaline. (Take the day off, it's cheap for cider).
I'm writing these words like the fool that I amTrying to say something. good like the person (I am)But it's all just a sham 'cos the writer I am. notCould say anything, you'd believe themJust your A-typical.