Non-Biodegradeable Transluminecsence
See your shoals Hold our phones Chiodos said baby wouldn’t last a minute On the creek and my girl got ink about it. Dry up the nasty old swamps And make the mussels atrophy Lying beside a box fan on a porch, useless As lost soles of old shoes like crawdads in mud– Beneath the floor sink our essential-oiled feet into soil, and then, Baby’s got the blood!??1 Loose nail from old boards, Hang tight, como Christ, and bite the bullet. Find a hammer like Thor and Decide on doing something right. Earn us Paradise– Maybe by the Leg Lamp light? We all are claimed in spite of fame Brand names aren’t useful anymore Belt loop caught on the door handle “What’s up, Chris?” “Oh, you know–still trying to get on the Lord’s docket!” Be here happy Please don’t cry “Can you hear me knockin’?” Sorry, Try again next time! It’s not a game And screw a parade! Go back to the time when the men were all gay To begin they’re in hell So it doesn’t do us to say but ‘oh we...