lights are blinding,
as the streets begin unwinding.
tomorrows are never ending
money never lending.
seek out the perfect wish from the devils fire
dig deep into the bottomless soggy myre
seek the secret, strong like vinegar
if you got nothin else to do, then, ring her
its all on the edge of a wire through the flambouyance
you have to bypass naivity and wallow in modest arrogance
stars are falling
walls are collapsing
waves tremendous cascading
still money never lending
homes and houses broken like pig stys
food and water dry like martinis with olive on rye
stiff like chefs whites a fresh starch collar pokes the eye
brilliant white, flambouyant yellow
all you got left to do is fall asleep, hope theres a pillow
its all leads to those never ending, long awaited life changing tomorrows
