king street
high pitched squeals
reels of feedback
scream to someone else
have you got to have somebody
come over to this side
where nothing goes wrong cause nothing
is right.
whizz right by
fat arsed ford falcon, lights ablaze
hot pursuit
fifteen k's
right bang split up the middle
get out of the way
or else
"i wont go to wear i'm getting to
quicker than you"
such narrow notions
such narrow streets
arms outstretched this body tips itself
from one side of the world to the next.
kant weight.
smiley old man
sit and shave in luxury
sedan.