'Suck It and See'

I Poured my aching heart into a Pop Song, I couldn't get the hang of poetry. That's not a skirt, girl, that's a sawn-off shotgun and i can only hope you've got it aimed at me. Blue girls from once upon a Shangri-la how often wonder where you are. You have got that face that just says: 'Baby, i was made to break your heart'