Monday, June 1, 2009

You keep telling yourself it's alright

Free Energy - Dream City

So I guess you'll always drink milk with everything even when you're 40 years old but at the moment you're 18 and untouchable, trawling for a fucking service station at 4 in the morning to get your pint of milk and smacking the steering wheel along to some new 70s disco dredge you've pulled up from who knows where - that better not have been a fucking trombone. I think back on the night, excellent music and cheap drinks. You - tying shit cunt drunk indie boy's laces together for fun - and laughing your head off, grabbing my hand and running away. Me -

"So we may or may not in trouble for this..."

"....yeah, that's usually the way it works." Another grin.


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