Drum it up

But you can’t

Cause you’re young

Untouchable, yay

But ill equipped

To string

That sentence together

Cause oh

You just don’t know

How dull the moon gets

How worthless

Without the sun

It’s just sad

That you yammer on

In feigned loyalty

How cute

But listen, Lou

It’s quite like

Describing a man

As a perfect piece

While everyone

Sees that he is simply

A fat man walking

Yes, an old man gasping

On a nude beach

In July

In the heat of the day