sum thymes

it's like people need a can opener to get into their own head
sum times
it's like people have to scream until everything is ruddy red

and then i change chanels
and watch sum thang soothin' like the noose
swingin' and a swayin' to the tidal wave of abuse
ah the simple daze
when we were in the middle of the maze
enchanted bye gobbling juke-ish plays

it's like people are fine till their little patch of dirt gets trodden on
Sum tymes
it's like people own the rite to not be smiled too
or peeple get ideas of sum bee-ing more better than others

and then i listen to the static on my radio which i haven't turned on
it buzzes to a meditative tone like drone like bees in the trees like elephants on the hi C's
und then i think of Macca singing C moon and about L 7 and not getting to heaven
Hhhhmmmm, filling my bed with gloop or was that head with glue

it's like sum multiplications peeble don't tune in and are stranded on their own dessert dish
covered in sundae nuts and chocolate rivers with the occassional drizzle of huny
Wander ware that yellow bear with the red t-shirt is and if the boucny orange won is nearby
but that's just sometimes
we won't talk about offer multiplications