The piano has been drinking, my necktie is asleep
And the combo went back to New York, the jukebox has to take a leak
And the carpet needs a haircut, and the spotlight looks like a prison break
And the telephone's out of cigarettes, and the balcony is on the make
the rest of the poem here
...with a tumbling series of humorous metaphors particularly picturesque. (in the review)
Clouds is out now!
4 weeks ago