Drunk Donkey

Never should have known,
How the racer beats his own,
Record track,
How I'd go back.

Honey, it's a trick,
For when they tell you're not sick,
Where's your catch,
Where's the last pick?

Vases have been broken,
And pieces have been picked up,
I don't know what you've spoken,
In the light of every song.

Honey, I've been dreaming again,
That we were friends and not pretend,
Cause eighty years is too much to understand.

I'm happy for you,
Too compromising too,
What's sincere in love,
Is always sincere in view,
Shade off all elegance,
'Cause you don't know when to do,
What to do.

Capitalism, was the last one to let go,
Then communist in dresses, was the one to let you grow,
Baby I'm all for equal distribution but I'm broke,
I see life through lenses, not eyes or even ghosts.

So be..nice.
Be nice.

And farewell,
Good night.