Charlie Was Right

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Charlie Was Right

Slow and steady wins the race war all the bodies buried up under the baseboards It's not tasteful, though, to chop them up and cook them in a casserole now they're looking at me like I'm the asshole? I'm just the king in the castle, looking on down as the tax collectors start making the rounds snatching all the gold before the sun goes down and the aging hippies with their Mellotron tunes float through the night like trial balloons... That's the style we knew. You smile, it's true. You're always chasing those dragons towards Shangri-La but you end up in Maine at the Bangor Mall being chased by a clown that's really a spider Georgie might have lived if his ass was wider and it couldn't even fit down the old storm drain but his arm got torn and he died in pain... Stephen King got hooked on the good cocaine as he looked all around for an unfound vein of hi-ho silver from the Comstock Lode, a man that tall as a jockey? No. Just ask Spock, it's not logical like