Monday, March 2, 2009

cereal

cereal
its ethereal
gotten from stores
downtown
in columbus
the places that snares
fuckin boredom
shores of relief
keepin me from feelin free
cause the places just don't play me
we go out and find dead sets and stages
we go home and take notes, rearrange them
doors slammed in faces
keepin up paces
as we run in races
the rats swamp the place
we flee to dayton without a trace
open mic mantra totally killed
yet on friday we're billed
we'll have a show
who the fuck'll go?
this towns so slow
and we're banned
beer in bathrooms
obvious costumes
spotted from miles away
ruined our day
dayton stuckups
conservative fuckups
restaurant freakouts
staredown and breakouts
creams for skin seems to sooth it in
drives with tunes keep us in the mood
trips with quips keep us sipping tips
and down the road we go
where we drive noone knows
time ticks
thoughts tick
as we drop
efforts stop
and music flows
with pedals glowing
faces pasted
with smiles erased

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