The killers, Scylla and the limping fool. All the beggars play by the beggar's own rules. On a sea of destruction. Alright, a sea destruction. . Blackest jackets of their burning books.
I was eating dinner at the table with people from the music industry.. They asked me if I liked it in "The City." I said I liked it better in the country..
Born with a moustache and a supernova, tossed off the cliffs of Dover.. Washed up on a far away shore in the arms of the daughter of the Buffalo.. Mamma said he was the chosen one. Reverend said he was the other one..
If knee-deep in cat nip. At the old icebox. I recommend you whistle. And give the box three knocks. Should you be so lucky. To hear whisperin'. It is an invitation.
The optics of it are not important.. The public don't give a damn.. I see you're in need of consultation now.. Everybody needs a sinister hand.. . Naturally no sympathizer..