Anhoi Polloi lyrics

I hope, I plead This reaches someone soon - before this head becomes nobody much later. I see real as an aging face, with lines of time put right in place. We fuck, like tides, while Father City smokes up Mother Countryside leaves her giggling leaves. I see real as an aging face, with lines of time put right in place. The blitz is in the grandkids now, with elders feeling so left out.