My Face Has A Sheen To It
I’ve let the house go.
I’ve let my beard grow.
I’m getting primal, so?
My face has a sheen.
Look close to see what I mean.
I met with Bacchus.
He raised a ruckus.
He kicked my ass and ate my breakfast.
I drove with the wheel low.
I let out a low moan.
When I saw the sun sink into the foam.
Got drunk in daylight.
Ate steak on two nights.
Almost puked but now I’m all right.
Caught a puck in the gut.
Cracked it like a nut.
It’s time to break out of this rut.
Move your ass to the beat.
You are my little super freak.
Close your eyes now and move your feet.
Let me know when you want to go.
Don’t worry if you’re poor.
I’ll pay your way in to the show.
We’ll see the stars at night.
You’ll squeeze my arm real tight.
I’ll buy you popcorn and a Sprite.
