Yellow, Blue And Green


You can call it what you want but i don't know,
why the things in your garden, why they grow,
you can call me if you want,
but i don't know if i'll pick up the phone
I cut that photo from a marxist magazine,
and i took my pens and added yellow, blue and green,
i wish there was an easy way to make this photo,
just a bit more interesting, interesting, interesting
This week goes by much too, much too quick,
i thought examples would let some of my ideas stick,
but (like my idols) it's been written with love,
and it's been sealed with a kick, sealed with a kick
Monday morning won't let me go back to sleep,
telling me what i can and cannot believe,
maybe a handgun will be my last chance,
to make that existential leap

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