A home away from home

Women like stuffed chickens
my god, we all look like animals
no use saying, what the dickens
this is beyond the fun, the carnival

and the clock leans to the past
while we still dream of moving forward
can be first, but never last
figure on another dream, a diff'rent format

       I like your Jagger-smile
       I'll polish the dagger while
       time's countless millstones
       grind out the songs of home
       a home away from home.

Double chins, drink dribbling down
thoughtful nothings pass for wisdom and wit
you pass out and then come around
and find out you're right in the thick of it

repeat 2nd verse

        refr.


1988