The Patio Door Song
got so drunk
fell on the floor
got back up
and fell through
the patio door
thought I was having fun
just laying here laughing
looked down to get my beer
and I noticed the gashing
(a wound that was left
when I fell through
the patio door)
got so drunk
fell on the floor
got back up
and fell through
the patio door
in the morning I awoke
exactly where I fell
(blood stained my shirt
there was a shard
through my clavicle)
I wasn't alive
I was dead near
the patio door
shirts and pants
and jackets and
hats!
and
shirts and jackets
and pants and
hats!
posted by mike c | 11:56 AM
1 Comments:
now we're talking. this was everyday in the 50s on the eastmost tip of long island. it was not uncommon to wake up in a pool of blood, vomit, or urine.
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