Look, it’s up to you babe
Hopefully the police have changed their tune in the
last decade, because when I reported, they made
Me out to be the villain
Saying that I had just had a bad night on the piss
Now I don’t know about you, but for me, a bad night on
the piss
Doesn’t include a trip to a backwater cop shop
It’s more like waking up and finding the scent of vomit
and hash in your hair
Or a headache
A bad night on the piss doesn’t ordinarily mean a rash
all over my arms
A busted spine
Or bruises
Or crapping like a crackhead on a comedown
And checking my veins for needle marks, but
Look, it’s up to you babe
Hopefully the police have changed their tune in the
last decade, because when I reported, they made
Me out to be the villain
Saying that I must have just had a bad night on the
piss
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