2001-12-10
I have had a lovely past few days, the weekend passed in blissful fashion, and pink and teeny tiny skirts a plenty.
We couldn't be punk rock if we tried.
After writing still more christmas cards for my mother who has a phobia of cursive handwriting I dug through a pile of old mix tapes... some dating back to age 14.
Some of these tapes were just giggly.. were just ramones and pixies and silly little one hit wonders... then I came across this.
"The Music Crept By Us" - Leonard Cohen
I would like to remind
the management
that the drinks are watered
and the hat-check girl
has syphilis
and the band is composed
of former SS monsters
However since it is
New Year's Eve
and I have lip cancer
I will place my
paper hat on my
concussion and dance
oh Mr Cohen... can I have another?
The girls with the false nails, the false hair, the false lips and the false lives laughed at me today. But I didn't hear then because I was singing too loud.
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