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  • Christoph Lauber 15/05/2003 15:18

    the beer i had for breakfast was a bottle of mad dog
    and my 20/20 vision was fifty percent off
    you said punch-buggy red and punched me right in my left eye
    i said don't you mean pediddle? and i lit his house on fire
    he came home on acid i was holding his shotgun
    i was dressed like tina turner in beyond thunder dome
    he said don't shoot, i said i won't i love you you're my friend
    i handed him my wig and shot myself in the head
    then i stuffed a box of tissues in the hole in my skull
    i got in my mazda and i drove to the mall
    i got a big johnson shirt and some silicone tits
    when i pulled out the tissues they were covered with shit
    and the beer i had for breakfast was a box of cheap white wine
    and the boom box on my shoulder was a box of clementines
    i ate every single one without noticing the mold
    you said you're gross my darling, i said no i'm rock and roll
    even though i'd never ever been in a band
    i got cool as black ice tattooed on my hand
    and the christians gave me comic books as if i would be scared
    of burning in hell well i was already there
    and the beer i had for breakfast silver bullet in the brain
    and the beer i had for lunch was a bottle of night train
    and the beer i had for dinner was my crazy neighbor's pills
    we had to sit down on skateboards jut to make it down the hill
    then i peed my pants and you stole the groom's cigar
    and some old man made me watch him masturbate locked in his car
    when i got back to the apartment you were face down on the floor
    you said don't go to bed yet let's go get a 64
    and the beer i had had for breakfast was a pint of jim beam
    and a fifth of peach schnapps and some warm sunny d
    and you said bottoms up just as i bottomed out
    i tried to scream fuck you but blood was pouring out my mouth
    evan dando never planned on telling you the truth
    and your leonardo i.d. card is your fountain of youth
    you can be a teenager for your whole fucking life
    just find some pretty sucker and make that bitch your wife
    i guess by now you all know my friends danny broke his neck
    he was driving home from sirens when he got into a wreck
    first i cried for him and then i cried for me
    haunted by the ghost of the girl i used to be
    but the rocks with holes are warm in my hands
    and i buried my toes in the hot hot sand
    and the silver pink pony kisses me and says
    you've come a long, long way and you deserve to be really happy
  • Christoph Lauber 14/05/2003 21:00

    tolle idee!
    sollte man die herren wohl mal treffen lassen, was
    na, oder auch nicht, wer weiß
  • reckless 14/05/2003 17:31

    passendes gedicht
    danke moses