"He lives in his own heaven,
collects it to go from the seven eleven.
Well he's out all night to collect a fare.
Just so long, just so long it don't mess up his hair."
- Billy Idol
I couldn't have said it better.
But I'm tired of drinking Ricoffee,
and measuring walls.
The studio is getting there,
slowly but surely.
Another trip to the hardware (mega)store is needed.
Then, who knows?
We'll cross that bridge,
before it burns.
Oh, PS: Below - Darling, darling.
© Luke Daniel