the monte carlo is on fire

Like a fresh manifestation of an old phenomenon





















A breeze whips through the trees






























The rustling leaves and branches bend together




























they’re cued to sway





































forever by the forces of the Lord’s choreography






























Just for a second the combination of sights, sounds around him





































sends him hurtling back to the mirror of all of his teenager thoughts and fears






































He passes big houses and family cars





















































they saddled the horses in cobblestone yards































































He catches the moon looking down from the stars













































Just like it’s done for years and years


































Perpetual feeling in the grown up world that’s all around him












































that there’s secrets that could be revealed with knowledge and philosophy












































And “Oh to be dumb, Oh to be smart”

























































He might be nursing a broken heart
























































but feeling this way he’s just playing a part































































that’s been around for centuries


















































I wandered all night, I wondered all night about you






























































I’ve been here for years just wandering around the neighbourhood

[Mortimer]

Do you know who the f*ck I am?
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rule-eng en leff-eng!!!

[Mortimer]

Originally Posted by Pillow Pants

Like a fresh manifestation of an old phenomenon





















A breeze whips through the trees






























The rustling leaves and branches bend together




























they’re cued to sway





































forever by the forces of the Lord’s choreography






























Just for a second the combination of sights, sounds around him





































sends him hurtling back to the mirror of all of his teenager thoughts and fears






































He passes big houses and family cars





















































they saddled the horses in cobblestone yards































































He catches the moon looking down from the stars













































Just like it’s done for years and years


































Perpetual feeling in the grown up world that’s all around him












































that there’s secrets that could be revealed with knowledge and philosophy












































And “Oh to be dumb, Oh to be smart”

























































He might be nursing a broken heart
























































but feeling this way he’s just playing a part































































that’s been around for centuries


















































I wandered all night, I wondered all night about you






























































I’ve been here for years just wandering around the neighbourhood

I..........










..thud

[Mortimer]

By the way.....the girls aren't shopping.





They're looking for real men.