Trivia
2006
The dust in my soul is whirled while I crawl
is this decadence or just another hint of dark ages
Drown the sorrow in beer, reconstruct RocknRoll
cause this fever of generic youth is contagious
Your absence means nothing, nor does your “Hi” mean much more
or a hasted stop-to-go, while I wonder about my fate
Three guys in a week thats a bearlike high score
but alco-hectic life makes me falter and hesitate
Old friends in tubes, two plants of luck
A request mistimed plus an illiterate plea of love
Thirtytwo, a cigarette stub, hello baby duck
but everything seems clear from the view from above
