45*21

I took a lighter fluid from my pocket
& doused some weeds that caught the golf course
next thing I know I was in an amnesia center
eatin pull pork sandwiches
with a clown with dark make-up
they made me take uppers until my hair tingled
I had a growing desire
they made me smash into a barrier
I'm later pushing bear around in a shopping cart
"it's your turn bear"
felt a parade float ride inside
wearing reflector glasses my life was a checkered past
holed up in hotel room in L.A.
despair ticks its cup full
angel shadows appear on walls
is there any money left he wonders
I hope you have more than is required
you have to tell them to throw the slaw
lemons just fell from trees
and sun rose from the ground
and melted the sun perfectly