Money Man

Sick mouth mesmerizes,

pretty doll tantalizes,

silly boys drip down walls

for the prettiest girl in the room,

and in the morning

the monster eats you

for breakfast

without a worry.

Third eye revolts

from your head,

(because you weren’t

paying attention to her anyway)

and she finds the nearest pub

to get trashed in and

makes out with strangers,

leaning on lampposts,

fucks in the garden,

next to the river,

then wakes up in the morning naked

with a crowd gathering,

and she craves to loose her mind

to sex appeal

and the money man.