Hooplah! - arlu

I lay prone face impressed on freshly vacuumed carpet
Short pop song in my ear
Thank god that mom does my laundry
Then leaves me alone
Dancing around milkcrate chairs and milkcrate desks
Maturing in lazy spurts

Well I miss you down the coast
While I read sad news at my desk
Between starting and closing time
Wishing to share sad news, sad thoughts with you
I'll visit sometime but you don't need me to buy you beer anymore

Educated drunks lonely with complacency
Humbled by temporal notions
Multiply my luck and ignore your advice
Siblings in growing pains
Engineers of perfection
I'll tell mom you say hi
I guess if you'll do the same for me

Feigning expertise
Won't you spend your day complaining with me
Mimosas at ten will keep us company

Written by:
Colin Frost

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