Service
Fall
Why do you have a cloud in your eye? Walked downstairs Got my hat and corny brown leather jacket Street bloody clean for a change Must have been the rain Thought transference And this man endangered me with cut-out two or three teeth out on the floor Winter is here, unlike yourself Pull, pull my shirt off Service Kick the leaves Learning about time, time of the wolverines This is watching the leaves Kick the brown branches, it is here I came home and found I could say the word