Degenerate Mornings
Degenerate French press cat shit on the floor morning
Too young for a healthy hangover after a good binge so I suffice with my stomach burning for breakfast and a shit and a sleep deprived groggy head
Cotton mouth after a cigarette eyes burning smoke as I pour my first cup of joe
Cold out here need to go back inside
Find my fleece
Today’s a garden day I will get to know borage and comfrey
I will weed the garlic
Cut out last years old rotted tomatoes
My moment with god
Before my afternoon brew
Starting the climb to another night at the top
To plummet back down just in time
For another degenerate morning
Squinting through my beer bud and my baccer looking on from a place not altogether worldly
Looks like you haven’t combed your hair in three years
Yeah sounds about right
Funny to think about it
Roll another smoke
Have another toke
Gimme another joke
This ones gettin old
Too young for a healthy hangover after a good binge so I suffice with my stomach burning for breakfast and a shit and a sleep deprived groggy head
Cotton mouth after a cigarette eyes burning smoke as I pour my first cup of joe
Cold out here need to go back inside
Find my fleece
Today’s a garden day I will get to know borage and comfrey
I will weed the garlic
Cut out last years old rotted tomatoes
My moment with god
Before my afternoon brew
Starting the climb to another night at the top
To plummet back down just in time
For another degenerate morning
Squinting through my beer bud and my baccer looking on from a place not altogether worldly
Looks like you haven’t combed your hair in three years
Yeah sounds about right
Funny to think about it
Roll another smoke
Have another toke
Gimme another joke
This ones gettin old