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[bliumchik]

Fast Food Boy

Feel like some instant grat tonight
So I’ll hop in the car
Rev the engine
Burn rubber and splash mud on cats

Bright lights at the mall
Smiling robots on call
The comforting buzz in my head.

I’ll grab you off the stand
Dump you on the register
Hi-I’m-Suzie will wrap you in tape

She’ll ask “paper or plastic?”
I’ll shrug, smile and swipe
And I’ll chuck you in back and drive on home.

And your hair will smell of MacDonalds
And your eyes they will fluoresce
And your face will be plastic and pixelated
And your lips have a lukewarm caress

We will dance in the floodlights
Below the high rise
Our feet will crunch on tin cans

We’ll throw a synthetic blanket
Over the carpet of needles
As the oil spill scent floats up the beach

We’ll screw to the music of traffic
And the kid that lives under the bridge
Will kick sand at us and run away

And your hair will smell of MacDonalds
And your eyes they will fluoresce
And your face will be plastic and pixelated
And your lips have a lukewarm caress

Tomorrow morning I’ll wrap you in tinfoil
I’ll drive to the dump
And I’ll leave you on a broken refrigerator
You’ll decay in a few thousand years

Comments

[your-rocket.livejournal.com]

my name is lii
and Mik belongs to me
as well as Max and all the other hot boys of zvezda
since i rule the world and will molester them-ezda
and...and...drink up the sea!



(in case you didnt know...its suppose to rhythm...)

[maggiebloome.livejournal.com]

Can... can... can you stop stalking me? :P
Or at the least spam me with something other than your love of gay porn. I mean it's great and all but variation=the rock.

[your-rocket.livejournal.com]

*Spamage*