The sound of the telephone
\nI listened until it stopped
\nopened my eyes
\npast 2 in the afternoon
\nit was raining <\/p>\n
fucked up hair
\nfucked up letter
\nlast night I wrote it
\nthen tore it up<\/p>\n
Last night’s wine and
\nwhisky glasses
\ncigarette butts overflowing
\nthe ashtray and around it
\nthe cat walks<\/p>\n
Why is the war
\nnot over, I wonder
\nWhy is the war
\nnot going away, I wonder <\/p>\n
The day of a hangover
\nI don’t need music
\nwhatever I hear
\nbecomes the thing I hate<\/p>\n
stacks of mail
\nopened it and threw it out
\ndrank some tea
\nthe afternoon was over<\/p>\n
Last night I made a phone call
\nto a new lover
\nthinking of you
\nnight came and I was only
\nstill waiting<\/p>\n
And today the war
\nisn’t over, I guess
\nMaybe the war
\nmight never go away <\/p>\n
Why is the war
\nnot over, I wonder
\nWhy is the war
\nnot going away, I wonder <\/p>\n
Only rich people
\ngo to the place
\nfor dinner
\nI was invited to <\/p>\n
Last night I wore clothes
\nI won’t wear again
\nI’ll get new clothes
\nput them on and go out:
\n“Becoming a rich person,
\nhow does it feel?”
\nthe rich people,
\nmy friends—
\nI’ll ask them what they think.<\/p>\n
Maybe the war
\nwon’t ever end
\nMaybe the war
\nmight never go away <\/p>\n
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