Scoth Tape
If you see me then you’ll want me then caaall me cuz you didn’t do the first thing I made clear
That to get me you’ll neeed me to guuide you to the disconnected number that you fear
So wouldnt it be nice if you dont call
You wouldnt be the flower on a wall
Not saying that our romance isnt done
Just wana end it now cuz its so fun
cuz you plaayed then you foooled and unspooled cuz your cruel
cuz your cruel
cuz your cruel
your so cruel
more than a little like
scotch tape
Was the daytime of the nightime you mistook me for the fool your little computer sent you
But the cold horse of disaster didnt master makin mustard for cerulean stew
You wouldnt need those rocksinside your socks
To pamper me with blonde brunette wet chalk
Not telllin you our romance is well done
Its medium not rare and not that fun
cuz you plaayed then you foooled and unspooled cuz your cruel
cuz your cruel
cuz your cruel
your so cruel
more than a little like
scotch tape
[spanishy campy breezy guitar solo with maracas that leads into a piano solo lotsa panache and flar]
Now its the summer of the winter and you stuck me to a painting the Mona Lisa once drew
But I’m slippin off this cloudy ceiling Michael angel lowbrow bauhaus feeling punk Picasso rose blue
your memory’s persistent you don’t care
your hair gel’s in my hair and not your hair
we’re gonna have waste it till we die
this fickle pickle side of fries
cuz you plaayed then you foooled and unspooled cuz your cruel
cuz your cruel
yes your cruel
your so cool
and you drool
more than a little like
scotch tape
#for the album TESTING by FORWARD SLASH
++image by Elliot Lessing and Pro Bono