The Clown

Hi. Oh hey....I don't mean to come sideways all slippin', but snails ain't the way to go. I got to get with the big ol' gettin' down, gettin' down. Like five minutes of six was tomorrow at noon, and there ain't no fuckin' way I can go back at the end and say it was the beginning, even if you said something before.You're down there laughing at me like I'm a leech in the showdown with nothin' to lose. Well, if you really were there yesterday or tomorrow or whatever, say something now because I get really nervous and hungry sometimes and stupid is just not funny in the joint or in the closet - you know what I'm sayin'?Talking about the spinnin' and the motion and the right direction. Not the bad place, ya know... Like a chicken on the wind. No screams. No dancy flash pants. Just happy time in the fresh air place. Sweet and nice.Shit...they say weasels wanna wiggle. Tight in the pants, and in the skull.