Immaterial Gall
Listen up, word up hear the call Not a day goes by How and why We ever happened at all You are never on your own Always on the telephone Young men by my pool Tennis coach and fitness trainer There is nothing plainer Drinking all my booze Ten pairs of jimmy choos Armani and Fendi clothes All purchased at Bon Marché Made you happy for a day Accused of intellectual arrogance I don’t get the rhetoric I want to lose the epithet Or I may lose my balance Yes, I was smart Had to be How else would I survive. But you still don’t get it It didn’t fall like Mana from heaven There were no lies I was always present You never worked a day Since you met me Said you couldn’t compete Well, do something else Meeting guys on writing courses Were these the only choices So, died my hair went underground Somewhere I, could not be found Never made a sound That’s how it was for me Bohemian insanity Led me to follow Another's arms and neck And to the sacred hollow What the heck She was not for me Yes, I wasted time If that’s a crime I’ll come quietly
