The Velvet Underground

Honey don’t you know
Nobody fucks you like The Velvet Underground
Roughshod riding Neon lights
Waves in a flurry, hands everywhere
In the room where its always night
Nobody fucks you like The Velvet Underground

Honey haven’t you heard
Nobody fucks you like The Velvet Underground
Dance dance dance little sister like its alright
While the plastic explodes love
Riding the red lights to the highway
In the cold cold night
Nobody fucks you like The Velvet Underground

Here comes the ocean
Glittering diamonds in the moonlight
Your hollow hair drives me crazy
Come here, give me your souvenir
Didn’t you know that you gotta try
Gotta try and do the Watusi
Do the Watusi
Honey don’t you know
Nobody fucks you like The Velvet Underground

Tra la la

And so, here it comes- the New Year, clogging mail boxes with dimwits wishing other dimwits who have no idea who it is they’re mailing. Oh well, forgive the misanthropy, ‘APPY NEW YEAR! For the record…just so I don’t forget, I had a brilliantly sober New Year, with just one whiskey consumed (!). And I followed it up with a grand picnic and an equally peaceful evening with a couple of friends. This pretty much signified the way 2007 went, mostly. There were hardly any bangs for a change, and for a change the year went smoothly, apart from a few panic attacks, some more grey hairs and lots of people coming over to stay. May this continue! My only hope is that I manage to go to the hills. Man oh man I miss the mountains…
So here we are, and here’s another year. Cheers!