from Smashing Time (ms in progress)

S.B.’s Ghost Shit

soap me sock me I got a table at the rainbow room
big ship
approaching the dock
I’ve got you heavy in this London sunshine
Wood Green March 4th 2011
and an Indian at the table is really a hyena
that’s who I am
suppose has some facts around
yep! imaginary income! UGH!
well the crooks are out
spastic garage feedback blues
S.B.’s GHOST SHIT!
and look at these steeples
shaking
in the first degree
the devil won’t let me be


. . . to be cont . . . . . .