| IDIOT PATROL: |  |
| IDIOT PATROL: | |
| A TRUE STORY | |
| It all began with what the doctor's called a craniotomy, but I call it "MY LOBOTOMY". They opened me up and rewired me, just a few months later came the "CRACKPIPE XMAS" with the one-nutt wonder. My song writing doubled that fucked-up night. Months later my relationships fell apart (as all will do) into a giant "LOW SPEED MASSIVE COLLISION". | |
| I still suffer from "DREAMS LIKE THIS", but I've grown more used to them as I've outgrown more medications. But like my shirink said that things could be worse, so "BE HAPPY". All the time my head was full of "INFRA-RED" and it messed up my mind. But them again my whole life has been "LUNACY". | |
| While living in the cockroach hotel I befriended an old drunk named Leroy, who crawled home from the bars every night. One night while partying we noticed this nasty and rancid smell throughout our halls. Naturally we thought it was our Asian neighbors' latest cat stir fry, but the next day I learned "LEROY'S DEAD". | |
| Would I miss him? Nope. I mean it's not like he could "WALK ON WATER", he was just a drunk. | |
| In the end, we're all reduced to the "LOWEST COMMON DENOMINATOR"- energy. Energy neither created or destroyed, but keep in mind, "THESE FEELINGS" are shared by many different people. Maybe we should all just swallow some "D.D.T." and be done with it. Just be glad you don't look like "NORMAN FELL". | |
| yours truly, | |
| Papa Nobrain | |