gold lined shit

dressed in black and white
fashion looks energetic
when you wear clothes
you tear them

door opens
my eyes feel it all
will be seen
coat on hanger

flame thrower spits yellow

when you look at me
your heart should jump
do a real party
give it all to yourself
give me yourself

i spring at windows
walk on walls
you will not be bored
i turn the pancakes
standing on my hands

only the best
champagne at each meal
hair like metal
toilet paper with gold lining
shit goldly wiped

ecologic washing
in debt to none
not energy balanced
love wrinkles without a tumbler

never to be different
my blood haunt my vains
until i let it all out