Smaismrmilmepoetaleumibunenugttauiras Poem by Tibor Moriarty

It's all about Tito and Stalin
You are callin', fallin', crawlin'
She is there, and
He is there
Where are you?
Where am I?
I want to kill you
or
Just stab you in the eye
With a pencil or a knife!

Don't you just hate it when
Don't you
Just hate it
Just hate it when

It's all about respect and hate
Like Monet
From far away it's okay
But up close, it's a big old mess

Now fly me to the moon
With my pillow, cigars and spoon
Crucified between two sides
Between highs and lows, like tides

Now fly me to the moon
Above my melancholy tune
In ballon
On this lazy, boring, afternoon