beaumont street

Today, my throat burns.
Sunrise for more I yearn.
Serpentine kisses.
Damaging mistress.

And never mind the smell.
Personal inner hell.
Swirling roof tops.
We summersault into the car.

Stumbling, flailing, Beaumont Street.
Stumbling, flailing, Beaumont Street.

Corrugated fences line the path.
And red brick houses set apart.
Pothole after pothole after pothole in the road.
But never mind! How are we to get home?

Stumbling, flailing, Beaumont Street.
Stumbling, flailing, Beaumont Street.
Stumbling, flailing, Beaumont Street.
Stumbling, flailing, Beaumont Street.

We make it to Darby's pies...
But all it is, is just a sign...
It's been vacant for weeks.
But we'll keep on trekking...
Down Beaumont Street!

Down Beaumont Street!
Alright! Down Beaumont Street!
Down Beaumont Street!



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Writer(s): Samuel Luka Ferfolja
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