Tuesday, July 21, 2009

ya bunch of hoodlums

Say something, you bunch of hoodlums

Lean times, mean times
salad days
green gray
heat haze
endless maze
hard times
easy rhymes

unpaid due
overdue fine
where oh where
is the finish line?

running commentary
sitting side by side
in a circle that
got too wide

if you got yours
than I get mine

where oh where is the finish line?

stupid ryhmes
wind chimes
stupid steep climbs

fine wine
or moonshine
where the fuck is the finish line?
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