letters to the blindmen - 1994
hey-o to flapper K
hey-o to flapper K isn't the secret scene splendid now i know what you mean when you speak of peaks and freaks with capes and capricorn napes stepped off at st enochs into a crack in the stones and i'll never go home no i'll never go fee-fie-foh it's the glitter the glamour the glitz of the subgalactic glee club i like above on the street there's too much garbage and grit and gregarious gregarines if not for the tangerines i would lament my earthly birth
Posted on décembre 07, 2001 09:27 AM-=-=-=-=+=-=-=-=-
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