Fashion fascists out in droves, some with powder up their noseand the money men who had to steal away.Telling stories who they’ve had.Who’s a no count, who looks bad.Then they turn around and say how much they like youlike you, like you? No. I love to hate youI love to hate youI love to hate […]

Little baby on my shoulder I could fall into your dreams Wrap myself up all around you till you don’t know what it means. Don’t lie shrugging your shoulders now like I shouldn’t stare. Don’t sigh so deep. Are you the kind of man that I hoped you would or wouldn’t be? Maybe baby’s gone […]