man, I just came back from the world... don't go out there
I saw a girl I don't care about, I dropped one of the books I was carrying
she said HEY how's it going! and I said fine HOW ARE YOU
and then I picked up my book
and she said, that's a lot of books
and I was like, yeah
so I tried to sell some books and I only got $3, for a fucking Murakami. I don't know, I've never read Murakami
I guess I can't talk shit, it's what the people want
I went to the bank and I got $100 out of my bank account
I saw a model, a tall tan with black on, and shades, and honey hair, and a cellphone
I had to go to the store to get beer
I got the ones with the fox on it
and the watermelons
because tonight I am going to write a six-pack story
& it might just be my ticket out of this two-bit town.
But while I was buying beer & only beer
I noticed my shirt
its big sleeves are cut off, and it's haphazardly bleached
on it reads MORE BEER in pink comic sans
& I'm thinking when I wear it I will always be thirsty
