Love and theft for 75 years (a cut-up poem)

You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing
How does it feel?
You’ve known it all the time, I’m learnin’ it these days
Any day now, any day now
That long black cloud is comin’ down
You may not see me tomorrow

Why wait any longer for the world to begin
Forget the dead you’ve left, they will not follow you
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear
And you’re sick of all this repetition
You shouldn’t let other people get your kicks for you

Well, I’ve been to London and I’ve been to gay Paree
Without your love I’d be nowhere at all
No, I do not feel that good
Drinkin’ white rum in a Portugal bar
There’s too much confusion, I can’t get no relief
I need a dump truck mama to unload my head

You say you’re lookin’ for someone
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
No matter what you think about it
I wouldn’t pay it any mind
Because something is happening here, but you don’t know what it is

Well, I try my best to be just like I am
Try to be a success
I can’t help it if I’m lucky
The chance won’t come again
So I cut off my hair and I rode straight away
But deep inside my heart, I know I can’t escape

Saken er oppdatert 4. april 2017

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