da low da hi

oh no!
give all your loving labels
thru mail big storm has ripped the vail

mine are all the childs howlin in time
bloodsuckers, never satisfied
their quasi-mod lifestyle rises invincible cain
sleek, web 7.0 classified

send me back to ruins, freaks, wrinkled
molotov is their last martini
mine is mau-mau, at least that's what a crippled
poet tought us, or was it ferlinghetti

i owe you nuthin, i drink talls while red striped
zebra watches over, smokin like life kills
so? where's the point, i have an appointment
need to have my daily cipramils

na, just kiddin, everything is awright
da low, da hi da blues
or, i do not know, for tomorrow night?