Sing along with maynard in honor of dear departed Syd
there's a man down the street living quietly
amungst old works of art and guitars
and every now and then there's a knock on his door, from poets well-wishers and stars
he shoos them away quite politely
as he ambles on back to his room
for the man once known as the madcap
goes by Roger these day, I presume
and he's got a bike that he rides when he likes
to go shopping downtown saturday
and his friends play his tunes under dark stars and moons, as the clouds go on drifting by
his legend lives on through stories and song
outlasting the ones that have died
clowns and jugglers are joining in and coming along for the ride, lets hoist up a beer, and have a big cheer, and drink to the genius of Syd
And he's painting a wonderful picture
which nobody's eyes will see
cos he's throwing them all on the fire
perhaps they are as abstract as he
and EMI's got a contract, waiting for Syd to sign
but it's not in his best interests, for he must stay out of the light
Yeah, apparently I "pulled a Hendrix" (Rooney). The next day I pretty much couldn't move and was in need of serious recuperation. Unfortunately I missed Saturday night and the next couple of days for that matter...laid out in my bed haha.
yo whats up u gotta work wednesday?? and do u work on tuesday this week i was wondering if i could trade u wednesday for tuesday cuz i wana go up to carthage tuesday night to see my best friend and i cant go if i have to work wednesday so if u could that wuld be awesome
hey there sunshine! what the fuck have you been up to. last time i was home i waited for you to show but you either never came or i left too quickly. well keep everyone in check. and by in check i mean drunk.
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