Nothing Changes.

I don't think you have enough melo-
Dynamics-- for this phone call

Plz be bopbaloolah
In your own concert hall

For now I have saved a long forgotten myself
For me here, immediately
I said YES- to express
Not to be bopbaloolah

You have no audible range
When your vibrating strings originate

At the moment your telephone calls

Me, 7 in #s : 263 62 59
And Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday
And other three-
Mediums that sound travels:
Air, water and solid

Gimme gimme an unheard note
Gonna tell you an anectode

Goodbye, stay untouched - forever

Nothing changes-

The fact, if it's a fact

Well, then express yourself
Don't go in when I go out
Don't drift to North when I drift to South

Gimme a Y, Y, gimme an E, E, gimme an S, S



1992