a whole band playing in my head
the brass section is blowing
the drummers are knocking
i want to throw up
then ten minutes later i lost it
i don't know where i am
talking to a lawyer
but talking to myself at the same time
this is no dream
it's not confusing, it's scary
the lawyer, my drunk self
the mambo band playing loud
i throw up
relief
pain again
gimme pills
pills and alcohol
the mambo
my friends
gone
gimme pills
let me dance
dance mambo
i throw up (and the sun is up again)
i guess it's sunday
linton marks (Gothenburg, NE, 1987)
