Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Loose Cannon

Faster than a bullet train
more than back tattoos and twisted IMs
it was a split second hesitation and I’m gone.

Be the chip on my shoulder
And I’ll knuckle tap on your book
turn it on again
let’s listen to Thom

Gobbled down pride,
Petty high five
You’re my loose cannon
Oh what a loose cannon

A week old fingernails
they visit my la la land
so I take a rain check
sleep a  little shorter
dazed a little longer

I’ll play with spelling check
catch a single night of folly
coz you’re my loose cannon
Oh what a loose cannon

Gobbled down pride,
Petty high five
You’re my loose cannon
Oh what a loose cannon