12 Plays
SULKY SKIRT from the collection “Ampersand” by RJT
Oh fuck. You’re out of luck. Rubber-glue, baby, bounced then stuck. Maybe next time you’d better duck. You can’t spell but you’re in a trance. Suckered me in with that sucker’s dance. Who’d you have to charm to get into those pants?
Pulled over, you’re flat out tired. Your perspiration is uninspired.You’re perverting the converted and reaching for the choir. You’ve got rain in your veins but it’s way off tracks. You don’t self-destruct but you self distract,Dropped your mask can’t get your front back.
And there is way down without getting hurt. Ready to party in that sulky skirt. And there is no way back and there is no way home. You are unaware but you are all alone You could come undressed, you could come undone, Wearing that sulky skirt is half the fun.
Written by Ryan J. Tressel
D.Morey: electric guitar. RJT: Voice, acoustic guitar, bass
Recorded May 2001 to Tascam Four-track.
