ignore the spelling, understand the point |
its like a wall, a wall that you never know is there, and cant find it, cant bring it to rubble. is it realy that some people are just so hopeless that thier life mistakes bring down everyone around t...
Posted by Bungalow Bill on Sun, 23 Mar 2008 11:02:00 PST |
big ole things in little packages |
7.16
Well i been lookin' and i been serchin'
Searchin' for what, hell just searchin' for something
I had a little gold and even met some wemon
Done my share of preachin' and little more sinin'
I only ...
Posted by Bungalow Bill on Sun, 09 Mar 2008 02:01:00 PST |
"Have you ever tasted skin?" |
Get Gone
My hands shake like those of a man of age
And I wear a restless heart like a veterans badge
But that mean old grape vine warned me about more than you know
He told me how you ain't co...
Posted by Bungalow Bill on Wed, 16 May 2007 12:11:00 PST |
"Meet me in the bathroom, that is what she told me" |
!@$%Just#%@#$^You thought this another red light driveBack and forth across the yellow dotsThrough another drunken nightJust wait till' we're both naked to fightAnd i know you have places to goBut i j...
Posted by Bungalow Bill on Sun, 04 Mar 2007 07:16:00 PST |
Stone Free |
The Reluctant Martyr---------------------Great women of freedom your brothers are dieingSweet vixen of peace your leaders are lieingTake your idols to the front of the lensHide the faceless soldier we...
Posted by Bungalow Bill on Sat, 24 Feb 2007 09:47:00 PST |
No one here gets out alive |
My wild loveA fire is burning that none are to knowGather round you men and women, there is far to goLeap in one at a timeSlipping into a place far from mindI will sing now in the desert of the manSed...
Posted by Bungalow Bill on Sun, 28 Jan 2007 07:05:00 PST |
Im afraid of my bed... |
Distrust for the benefit of distrust---------------------------------------Three thirty five, three pills and pot of coffeeA few more minutes and youre sleeping next to meIn my mind, but out of my arm...
Posted by Bungalow Bill on Sun, 14 May 2006 01:51:00 PST |
Hush up with all that crying |
Dear Momma------------------It's an asphalt swampAnd oh momma I'm a long way from my homeWhere men talk to a strangerAnd oh momma I'm a long way from my homeHe talks to a stranger like his old dogAnd ...
Posted by Bungalow Bill on Tue, 14 Mar 2006 03:02:00 PST |
"She said im going to use my teeth and my breast, she said im going to make it happen" |
..................................There is that smile againSo simple and sedatingIts you and I and this is nowSo perfect and accurate theres no need in pacingBut, Im gone by three am and that clock...
Posted by Bungalow Bill on Fri, 13 Jan 2006 02:27:00 PST |
Old, but fresh |
I just want to know that there is someone who has a hand that mine will fit in. A lonely window pane It speaks to me with the pattering rain In this state the most inanimate things teach me...
Posted by Bungalow Bill on Sat, 10 Dec 2005 09:22:00 PST |
