29 de septiembre de 2010

I have crossed the mystic desert
To snap pictures of the poor
I've invited them to brunch
Let them crush down on my floor
There's sunshine on my veins
My kitchen's filled with flies
I'm crying out in vain
Like a little African child
Trapped in me
There's a little African child
Trapped in me
All these blow jobs
In limousines
What do they matter?
What do they mean?
To the little African child
Trapped in me...

Infant Sorrow feat. Jackie Q, African Child.

Aldous Snow,
Get Him to the Greek