what slash not

 


rain, must
be saturday, I must be living
it

punk
classics loud, 'I'm stranded on my
own', and I
suppose I am, hard to say,
or to
face it, is that it?

alcohol creeping, walk around out,
go round and entertain Carole's
kids, I'm sillier
than them, and I like that also,
it's nice to be of
use

rain, don't know
why people fuck up,
but we do,
and then the
sky and stuff

yeah, saturday

yeah, oh

no or yes or
all of me is this, or
it's not

but

I guess it's best to think you
might know something though.