You think
your game of unreality is cheap
at most, a way to kill some time
until arrives a morefun fantasy.
What do you have worth more than the time your burn?
You have your dreams
and life has its revenge
(for the fantasy is cheap but dearly bought
and the cost of maintenance is high
acid-high, grass-high
or just plain flip-out).
I’m sort of a funny bird myself
but there are some games that I will not be
and I would rather fuck with a shaved ape
than monkey with the monkey on your back.
You don’t believe me? Baby,
it’s your doubt!
If you’re so smart, then where’s your magic
wand?