written by: Jak Locke, Roy Lee
from A Sleeping Afternoon (July 19th 2001) (3:44)
I sit on the porch
Watchin the gasoline torch
Across the street, fleetin meat
I draw interesting stares from uncles sitting right there
Flowers on a record player, an unused director's chair
A dog runnin down the street or maybe the sidewalk
I think it was the sidewalk, nothin rhymes with that
"Dog sniffin the bushes"
Not a fire hydrant?
"He found a telephone pole"
Is it his now?
Harleys parked across town
"Sittin lonely like a clown"
Cuz we all know clowns are lonely
"Harleys are not meant to be"
No lights on, the sun's going down, mosquitoes are coming out
Glad I'm inside, yeah
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