Citizen Cocaine


I’ll take you home after the storm,

I’ll take you home after the storm,

I’ll take you home after the storm,

I’ll take you home after the storm,

white lines in her horizon the sun is red,

come clean,

come clean,

come clean the city with me,

last night,

last night of my life,

last night,

her nose was snowing cocaine,

and blood was pouring rain,

and pain she felt the pain,

I’ll put a bandage on your past and drive you to your childhood,

your smile a melting memory,

I’ll take you home after the storm,

I’ll take you home after the storm,

I’ll take you home after the storm,

I’ll take you home after the storm,

you can stay under my umbrella,

under my umbrella ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh

Advertisements

4 Responses to “Citizen Cocaine”

  1. Shirat HaSirena Says:

    Nice umbrella reference.
    You can stand under mine, that’s for sure.

    xo

  2. ramboblog Says:

    xo xo xo umbrella ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh…

  3. Briana Says:

    Does one ever really feel clean after coming clean? I’m thinking not, but I could be wrong.
    Just something I thought about.

  4. ramboblog Says:

    I think one feels clean only if he felt dirty before, same as happy vs. sad right? there is never one answer, we must continue asking questions right?

    chipoosh I miss you – come clean my house with me…

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

w

Connecting to %s


%d bloggers like this: