Occasionally. By Lee Cassanell

Sometimes I'm a Bastard Sometimes I'm the Pope Sometimes I don't bathe for days Sometimes I drop the soap. Sometimes my eyes are open Sometimes I'm so naïve Some times I want to pray to God Give in Let up Believe.

Sometimes I feel like singing Sometimes I love to smoke Sometimes I feel the need to rhyme Sometimes the rhyme doesn't work. Sometimes I can't stop laughing hahhahaahahahaha... Some times I'm really quiet (A long sustained period of silence) Sometimes it's green tea Just music and me Sometimes it's a free fucking riot.

Some times I'm too honest Too vain Almost modest, Some times I'm the pulse of the place. Some times I tell lies Like I quite fancy guys Just to see the shocked look on your face. Sometimes I'm all bollocks Sometimes I'm all heart There've been times when my eyes welled with tears, Like the time in the pub you went arse over foot and dropped all of the peanuts and beers.

Sometimes, I feel bigger then Jesus, Sometimes, I feel less then a man, Sometimes I'm conceited Sometimes I've repeated Just to see if I still give a damn. Chas and Dave chimney sweeping music Cookies and Camomile Tea

Copyright ©2004  Lee Cassanell

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