Nasty Little Surprise

 

Handing out some Ju Ju Beas

Staring at some subway queens

 

Behind my shaded glasses

They can feel my yoga sets -

 

I do in my basement light -

Fretless guitar w/ out a fight.

 

Standing on a bridge above the river

Am I supposed to follow her here -

 

Or shall I walk across the dream bridge -

Make it to the other side - then blow lid

 

Its just a nasty little surprise

-In the box a hole filled w/ light

-In the dark w/ out a fight

-Twisted notes w/out the lies

-Something to ponder & figure out

Just who am I who am I who am I

 

May 2003

John Alan Conte` JR