Sometimes going far can get you
it did last week lost inside each
other wrote ourselves outta there
how can a bus full of gaming trivia
and dunkin’ mcdonalds go away
from anything when it’s there again
when every newspaper reads
multinational bloods and crips with
red, white and blue as something separate
we drink and write not about it while
always writing about it
hit me in the head with a pun or
a beer bottle or anything but me or them
it’s five o’clock somewhere bulldozers
mass burial party lots of skin
we sleep it off for a new headache
and stay right
where we are because there are
always girls and music
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