defectivejunk: olive

olive
it's the apocalypse
and I don't feel very good


my family wasn’t affected
and everything of mine is alright
i’m still in one piece in spite of myself
but my credit cards are rejected
and i still lay awake all night
listening to the central air’s treble elf

michael brown took a light stroll down by the atoll
with a medal around his neck to cash his payroll check
wesley snipes was leadin but he was happy to meet him
he treated us mean, they were out of fresh sour cream
and the hatfields drank everyone to death

my pontiac potatoes tasted just like raw tomatoes
and the tartar sauce was really mayonnaise
nietzsche left sowetos and had to stay over at plato’s
and joni mitchell kept up the smoking craze

robin williams trusted me to watch his barbarian
until i gave all his portals to a transsexual bulgarian
i just thought i had a nice girl, not another proletarian
but it turned out this rupaul was a bulbous octogenarian

so i went into the forest to sort everything out
the river jordan was overflowing, my scepter had bad gout
the stones smelled like body odor, my last day on erf
and then all the cows had to eat astroturf

Labels: defectivejunk, olive