Last of the Summer Flies
At last you have left - my insecticide is spent
Though your screw driver voice is reverberating
Your tongue it got bent - drilling holes in my head
Now I’m smoothing hurts by restorative iron…
Love the lyrics !! And the composition is awesome too! Warm …
Not in a million years would I have thought of writing a son…
Heady stuff.👍👍✌
yes!