Nowhere Man: Listen!
You don’t know what you’re missing.
You command the world.
:smack: Shoot–got carried away.
Waiting “For no one”
Will the Beatles play my fave
song on Revolver?
“You command the world”
is just what I want to hear
in my deep bunker.
in my deep bunker
I want to hear that Beatles
song on Revolver
Song on Revolver
Eleanor Rigby, maybe
And Your Bird Can Sing
“…and your bird can sing?”
the reporter asked me, but
it made not a peep.
it made not a peep,
a muffet, a contrary.
nursery rhyme lesbos.
Nursery rhyme lesbos
won’t blow Little Boy Blue’s horn
And that’s why he’s blue
And that’s why he’s blue
Well, at least parts of him are
You know what I mean?
You know what I mean?
Blue balls, I get it–but that
old shoe dame puts out
Old shoe dame puts out
but she’s nowhere as loose as
that whore Buster Brown
“That whore Buster Brown…”
said the Roller Derby Queen.
Motive for murder
Motive for murder
I always wanted to meet
Andy Sipowicz
Andy Sipowicz
call pull off short sleeves and tie
Plus the sweaty look
Plus the sweaty look,
minus the loose jodhpurs, still
I thought she looked great.
I thought she looked great.
The stuff that dreams are made of,
Naked and sweaty
Naked and sweaty
Also fat, old, and ugly
Nudists aren’t all babes
Nudists aren’t all babes
except in my deepest dreams
I don’t want to wake
I don’t want to wake
if my dream involves Megan
Fox and a blowjob