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    [pound:04]:unanswerable lust

   Can you put a price upon
  every lingering breath?
 Can you work it out and say
 what every minute's worth?
Time is always money,
you're such a very heavy spender.
You're squeaky clean,
you're out of legal tender.

Certainty,
it's so sexy!
You're too cold to drop.
You could be eating
Ciba Geigy goat cheese,
you need someone
to tell you when to stop.

There's only ever been
one soft option,
one blank cheque,
one deep breath
to take you up to the neck.
You need more?
I'll get you some.
See me okay
with Rimbaud bubblegum.

So much goes to Sally,
so much goes to Mack and Nicholas.
You'll get back your money
when the sublime
meets the ridiculous.
Bewitchingly ridiculous.

You put your money where your mouth is,
your balance is astounding.
You're in for every penny,
you're in for every pounding!
Look at you now!

Powdered,
pounding,
now you're shilling.
Out for any count,
any killing.
You listen to the hours of your fingers, flip, flop.
You need a franchise,
Yamaha soda pop.

What's that funny smell?
Why aren't you out earning?
Give me your pittance, boy,
the holes in your pockets,
they're burning!
I smell them burning.

You put your money where your mouth is
and you can talk till doomsday.
You can't take it with you, son.
The hours of your fingers
tap on an empty urn.
Unless you let things take forever,
they never get done.
Unless you let things take forever
they never get done.

(This is what I mean by my money.)
(This is what I mean by my money.)
(This is what I mean by my money.)
(This is what I mean by my money.)

You put your money where your mouth is and
you can talk till doomsday.
You can't take it with you, son.
The hours of your fingers
tap on an empty urn.
Unless you let things take forever,
they never get done.

The real cost of living,
it's changing all the time,
don't set the clocks
against me again.
Hard luck.
Hard cash.
But no hard feelings.
I must dash,
I have my feelings.
I just can't say exactly when.
I just can't say exactly when.




[a shilling for a review]

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written by:(Devoto/Noko)