Air stream driver. . Another polish funeral day. And we burned all the money up. Pepper spray and swollen lips. Press your face a window ham. And I pray we never do arrive.
Fist like head, fixers ring, red mouth twisted, lined up dog, slow derail, oiled and bent. Mirror played, 4 horse lipped, coal black eyes, sane, all tied....
All the angels on the wire. Getting dizzy from the heights. Go carefully, carefully. Oh, airstream driver. . She shoots but never misses. Stare down passin traffic.