Safe As Milk (Take 12)

Well my cigarette died when I washed my face
Dropped some drops in an ashtray hit a wrong place
Woman at my blinds to see spiders spinning lines
It’s a safe as milk, it’s a safe as milk
I never heard it put quite that way
The shape I’m in is a gone a way
They called a day, they called a day
Yesterday’s paper headlines approach
Rain gutter teasing, rusty cat sneezing
Soppin wet hammer, dusty and wheezing
Lusty alley whining trashcan blues
Children running after rainbows stocking poor
Gracious ladies nylon hanging on to line
Jumping onto leg looking mighty fine
Sorrows lollipop lands stick-broken on a dark carnival ground
Pop up toaster cracklin
Aluminium rhythm and sound
Every day pencil lazy and sharp
The icebox inside looking like a harp
Electric bulb been out for years
Freezer fumes feed the gas tears
Cheese in the corner with a mile long beard
Bacon blue bread dog eared…
I may be hungry but I sure ain’t weird