Jamie

No one takes you for a fool, find where the Ocean plays, they think you that stupid, crass, consider them gone, you don’t want to stay, listening to their sounds cheer, when botherer’s stew, blowing like shining whales, return the money you tooled, in a poor welcome home, dream of light,lilac waves, you're golden brown and toned, but no more trick balloons, bells or lust for fame, find your own dancing school whoever makes you groan, shred insurance claims, you’ll face them all alone, bring a chocolate tray.