Boisterous crowds, laughing, smiling
everywhere,
Can this be true?
It's a street fair!
Greasy fried dough globs,
Wear powdered sugar lace,
Ripped and torn and destroyed,
Within the gaping jaws of all the hungry,
Little girls and boys,
Clowns, jugglers, dancers, fireaters,
The carousel, balloons, snake charmers,
An exotic assortment of food and drink,
Imported from far off lands of mystery,
See that old barker man,
He pitches dressed up right,
In his three piece suit - candy striped,
All the different races - black,
Red, brown, yellow, and white,
All out together,
For a good time tonight.
MORNING
!!!!!!!!
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!!!!!!!!
wake up!
Your folks don't like me,
And I don't know why,
But if I can't see you,
Tonight I'm gonna die,
This whole situation,
Is making me blue,
When there's really only one thing,
That I wanna do,
I wanna get with you,
Because you've got the things,
That make me glad,
And being without you,
Is driving me mad,
Now that you know just what I'm sayin,
When mom and dad sleep,
Open up the windowpane,
So I can get with you.
You smoked kind bud, took l.s.d., and got drunk as hell every night, but that just wasn't enough for you, you had to give something new a try, smack was around and all of your friends were getting hooked in major way, so you joined the party now your a slave to junk, that's why the Charm City Suicides say Heroin Sucks! This new high became a way of life. Nothing else mattered to you, I don't understand why you couldn't find anything else better to do, you lost all your friends cause you betrayed their trust now no one's gonna care if you die, so go ahead and stick that needle in and overdose, then you'll learn the reason why Heroin Sucks!
Now is the time to go for a ride on your bike in the middle of the night Get your ride on, your bike gang on, high speed until the break of dawn the empty parking garages and streets will be rendered helpless at our feet The chirping of the crickets and the tree frogs from within a delicate veil of Fog! And the eyes are shut, the bodies are limp, at this hour the world lay dormant While people sleep, while they're lost in dreams our bike tires start to scream Skid marks on this main road, tommorow morning nobody will know who became the cause of all this mess while everybody else was at Rest!