Mr. Blue


huff your way to happiness
blue bag thinking
your tattooed face
can’t hide that sadness
everybody puts shady in the corner

why is life so hard?

travelling the five-oh-three to shite town
remember your mam said not to talk to strangers
her name inked on your arm
your skin’s wrinkled round it 
but it’s still there
black teardrop squeezes out ya duct
you killed a man
or just yourself?

you’re lost, man

swirling in that suspended childhood
swirling, cursing
aerosol tin brings that sweet nectar now
mouth-nursing it like a teat
huff, huff your way to that happiness

did stevie wonder cut your hair, mate?

remember your mam said not to talk to strangers
shake it up
huff it out
it’s not so bad
maybe tomorrow holds that better vibe
but maybe right now is all there is
headrush don’t linger long
headrush’s gone

blue, blue mr. blue

huff that aerosol
sniff that glue
fuck ’em all
it’s just me and you

remember your mam said not to talk to strangers
but shit man, that stranger might be you