I am just a courier sans power of the law
Listen for a moment while I tell of what I saw.
Ordered to a pickup of cold cash at the Siam
Just another graveyard shift, gob smacked is what I am
When stepping from the elevator next thing that I see
A man his face obscured by hair hiding behind a tree
Emerging with a gun that’s aimed directly at my chest
Feeling sharp puncture of the dart, wish now I’d worn a vest.
Sleep quickly overtakes me and I have the strangest dream
The hotel plants have come to life. I try but cannot scream.
This place is swank. This place is posh. I wish I were a guest.
Instead I’m here in dreamland drugged and lain down for a rest.
July 27, 2017
September 11, 2017
October 25, 2017
I am just a courier sans power of the law
Listen for a moment while I tell of what I saw.
Ordered to a pickup of cold cash at the Siam
Just another graveyard shift, gob smacked is what I am
When stepping from the elevator next thing that I see
A man his face obscured by hair hiding behind a tree
Emerging with a gun that’s aimed directly at my chest
Feeling sharp puncture of the dart, wish now I’d worn a vest.
Sleep quickly overtakes me and I have the strangest dream
The hotel plants have come to life. I try but cannot scream.
This place is swank. This place is posh. I wish I were a guest.
Instead I’m here in dreamland drugged and lain down for a rest.