Post by DavidMc on Jun 13, 2007 1:51:29 GMT -6
He came from the Irwell delta,
To seek a life of fun,
But he forgot to take a shelter,
And he went Loco in the Sun.
He invades his neighbours houses,
Wearing pickled heart on sleeve.
But the things that he espouses,
Take good reasons to believe.
He went Loco in the Sun.
He was hoping for a softer landing,
But before he ever come,
Should have had a better understanding,
That he wanted to be his Cat,
Have a life devoid of complications,
But should have put the bottle back
Before starting on recriminations.
Now his friends look kind of puzzled,
Which isn’t so surprising,
From what they think he’s guzzled
Is he “MR MOJO RISING” ?
So now he’s gone to find some shade
To nurture Love, and peace and hope
And the plans that he has made,
May yet bloom on yonder slope.
So what will be will be,
And what is done is done,
And The only guarantee?
No more Loco in the Sun.
Sayalonga Feb 8th 2004
To seek a life of fun,
But he forgot to take a shelter,
And he went Loco in the Sun.
He invades his neighbours houses,
Wearing pickled heart on sleeve.
But the things that he espouses,
Take good reasons to believe.
He went Loco in the Sun.
He was hoping for a softer landing,
But before he ever come,
Should have had a better understanding,
That he wanted to be his Cat,
Have a life devoid of complications,
But should have put the bottle back
Before starting on recriminations.
Now his friends look kind of puzzled,
Which isn’t so surprising,
From what they think he’s guzzled
Is he “MR MOJO RISING” ?
So now he’s gone to find some shade
To nurture Love, and peace and hope
And the plans that he has made,
May yet bloom on yonder slope.
So what will be will be,
And what is done is done,
And The only guarantee?
No more Loco in the Sun.
Sayalonga Feb 8th 2004
