DESCRIPTION:
written by old table

oldtable.bandcamp.com

I'll run Naked through a Suburban county street, playing saxomaphone and moving quickly on my feet, just to say something I can not say to your eyes, just to show something that's less than shrinkwrap, shrinkwrap and LIES! I'm over the hill I got a bucketful of toucans glaring at me, there's nothing left but a glowing talking box and it's not even free, oh no one cares and it's my fault what a mess, I wasn't made for this world I should have stayed in the other one, I should've been a girl, no one talks to me like a person anymore, I just juggle my words and hope they're not offended, I hope I'm not a bore and It's all about me I can't leave this body, when will I wake up? Yea it's all about you you can't leave this body, when will you wake up and join the green party?