wax on wax off let this wave take me away.
some day or some say stay.
pay or play, anyways either way the phone will ring.
this bird will sing, dog will always have never ending bark syndrome.
reminds me of my own syndrome.
memories hit the dome.
LP is long play and EP is extended play.
extending an ear to hear a stiring breath, lung of precussion.
these thoughts are something of a concussion.
its like a cryptic discussion.
37 songs in i filled the jukebox with ones and zeros.
lathered in wax.