Shitty Morning Song

Dawn emptied the bars

And the town is licking her scars

And this murkey bar-chair mood slid away

And fell down with the moon

And the morning finds me alone

In Marianne's car

Harsh morning headlines echo across the empty square

Sleepy buses are making their first pass

I'm desperately trying to figure out where the fuck I am

Smell of fresh dog shit is whafting from the grass

I'm slowly crowlin' out

Pickin' ragged butts up off the ground

And I'm just stumblin' around

Sweet kiss of the muse on my ass

I wish I was a little pebble

For this weary day

I'd wait until the night would chase

This glarin' sun away

I see won't get too far

My God, this could be Mars

Sucked in by the crowed

People pushing, turning me around

And this morning chased me back

Into Marianne's car