I flew down south to Mexico
Had a minor realisation
I understood why kids draw the sun with its rays emanating
And the beams broke the clouds,
The sky looked like a concertina
I'd sat on in my pocket for weeks
Folded up from a picture
I've been playing straight chicken with gay girls
(It's never enough)
She keeps on pulling the peace sign
(And it seems like a taunt)
She licked a glaze on her lips
They shone like Battleship Grey
She never liked the wisdom I gave:
--
I condescend a smile
And wink directly at the camera
And leave you led in both our scents
As I tiptoe out the back door
I skid down icy streets
And view my face in the reflection
Of a High Street lingerie store
Though it wasn't my intention
Corrections:
I flew down south to Mexico Had a minor realisation I understood why kids draw the sun with its rays emanating And the beams broke the clouds, The sky looked like a concertina I'd sat on in my pocket for weeks Folded up from a picture
I've been playing straight chicken with gay girls (It's never enough) She keeps on pulling the peace sign (And it seems like a taunt) She licked a glaze on her lips They shone like Battleship Grey She never liked the wisdom I gave:
--
I condescend a smile And wink directly at the camera And leave you led in both our scents As I tiptoe out the back door I skid down icy streets And view my face in the reflection Of a High Street lingerie store Though it wasn't my intention