Ankle Shot

ANKLE SHOT
Produced Arranged Composed & Performed by Josh Mack and Beau Philips Copyright 2018 All Rights Reserved
It's like he whispers sweet intoxicating
In my ears upon each hit
Transports me to Arabia, long ago
Arabia, arabia
Is the water warm she said
That Tuesday tis your birthday
He said: coz everyday is Christmas
And we need a little lust for life
& Death coz all's not well that ends well
She said that hall down I fell down so send me a veil
As my virgin bell alarm is sounded and I'm properly pounded and high men will splash the days as they do won't you
The Strangest site:
Lo and behold a dashing man
Sat indian style Asif he was floating in the sand
A slow dancing bullet meanders down the barrels length
And to his ankle, one questions where does this one rank
Hark the herald angels sin
They mugged Moses and Kicked Abraham in the shins
As prophets lay the future out for those who seek
An ankle shot Can become
Unbearingly cold, cold, cold
Is the ocean far you said
Oh silly boy its 40 feet down yonder
You said if I move up to my leg will it hurt as much
You solemnly ponder
But therein lies the arteries that lead to the heart of the matter and I wonder what's sadder
That it'll never be the same as the first
And with each prick of the point it gets worse