I’ve got a loud mouth. Always thinking out loud. So drown me out. You’ve got a mean mouth. You’ve got a pretty mean mouth. You’ve got a pretty way about you when you drown me out. There’s nothing to talk about when we talk about love. I’ve had a bad thought on my mind for too long. Afraid to open up my mouth. So drown me out.
" The streets are extended gutters and the gutters are full of blood and when the drains finally scab over, all the vermin will drown. The accumulated filth of all their sex and murder will foam up about their waists and all the whores and politicians will look up and shout “Save us!”… and I’ll whisper “no.”
Who watches the watchmen ?
6 actually. We have a solid week of hangs before I start to look like a piece of shit.