Reception in the Bay
HOLLISTER GUY
Regular
What a great wedding I've witnessed
An old friend has grown up
It really is true love
San Francisco is the best place to celebrate
I'm glad we could all be here
It's been so long since we've seen each other
Somehow I've found myself grasping for life
Over this busy bridge
I called you for help, but just barely to late
So if you still exist now that I'm gone
Then I'm sorry for what has happened
Be careful in the big city
An old friend has grown up
It really is true love
San Francisco is the best place to celebrate
I'm glad we could all be here
It's been so long since we've seen each other
Somehow I've found myself grasping for life
Over this busy bridge
I called you for help, but just barely to late
So if you still exist now that I'm gone
Then I'm sorry for what has happened
Be careful in the big city
Comments
Believes he's Bubba Gump
He filet's his own white fish
I won't allow that today
You have to leave the creatures alone
Respect the sea life or you will pay
This is my request and my only wish
Put down your phone, enjoy the fish.
Obama's dirty dealings
It's cold as night
And I've lived here so long
That the moon is gone
To wake up in a new hotel
And dresser drawers I've opened
Saturday is for the kids
All the doors were open
Obama's dirty deeds on television
Target store stop smoking back room
Huge party time
To steal this food
But eyes so sore
So orange shifting shapes
It's cold as night
For Jasmine
By a candle lit night
It's deja vu
A hundred times before
Shouldn't have looked in that room
It only gets worse
Heard that sound, don't want to move
Sad house guy pledge love to the attic girl
Magazine calls him out
Now he's a success with steamy sex
Life on a cruise shit
Remaking movies suits him best
She's so fine
Stuck in my mind
And we're descending
Down the narrow way
That path we're falling
Lived too many ways
It's used me all up
And I'm so down today
Think I'l pack it in
Fake a laughing grin
Trying to make it last
But can't relate the past
Can't begin to look up
Running through my head
Staying on the road
She's inclined
To own my mind
Can't remain at bay
Somewhere
I don't know when
I'll get around
To meet with her again
She'll be wearing a black dress
And we'll both be able to understand
I waited for the back pain
It will come tomorrow morn
Night before I heard confession
A grown man sobbed
So I had to put my head down
This is shitty reception
Fuck this bay and day
Hard luck don't pay
The only gifts you get
Be the roots and onions
And only after the game you lost
The winners to get their share
100 pounds exotic tubers