Text: epicurious
waiting in the cold wind
for tram that didn't come
so i guess the next one ill do
trying to loosen my minds grip
from the rose red bras and panties
in the warm window display in my face
i stand and turn to the restaurant menu
the russian dishes or are they hungarian ?
it's all the same to a hungry man
on mystreet ... toes grow froze
and fingers can barely filch the butts
cast down at the wheel of by gone trams
good buy to all that
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