Mind in Pocket

Say what you want

Stuffed air, muggy, thunderous July

Snatches of human drum `n` bass rolling by

Noise intrudes into my interesting mood

Over half-read books

And half-eaten food

Upstairs they`re staging the usual riot

But I`d prefer it to the silence

I`m more afraid of quiet

I need the cities shrieks

This night of urban charms

There`s people on the street

Dancing to their car alarms

Put your mind in your pocket

Put your pocket

Where your mouth should be

Talk to totally nude girl for a dollar

I`m in a topless mood

But my dick can`t be bothered

I want to speak to a fully clothed person

For free I think

But I`m not really certain