“Don’t Go Judging My Hustle” by Leo London
Will be a good song when I iron the Libertines out of the chorus
“I Know There Are Others” by Leo London
There is no need in you holding me
The rain in Nopo is coming on
With that blanket wrapped around you
Like a prophet from Babylon
I raised a hand to my woman she said she’d had another man
I raised my hand to my woman
I said I had to. She said she had to too
I’ll make some coffee in the kitchenette
You sure look tired in the foggy morn
If we killed our childhoods with the words we’ve spoken
On a distant shore another child is born
I raised a hand to my woman she said she’d had another man
I raised my hand to my woman
I said I had to. She said she had to too
Our mouths have sores and our spirits braking
Come into my arms, nuzzle in my chest
There is nothing more left for saying
When we wake up we can count what’s left
I raised a hand to my woman she said she’d had another man
I raised my hand to my woman
I said I had to. She said she had to too
Tell me all the parts I conquered first cause I know your kind you’re a bad, bad girl my very own you show me every inch they couldn’t reach I will bring and claim bricks to build my place tell me who my very own you
Caught you beating off onto photos of my friends while your roommate’s hair made figure 8s and we each cast up a dry spell yayayayayayayayayayayaYAH YAH! YAH!
xo MZ
“Questions Left For Heaven” by Leo London
I played this for Elliot and he found it charming so I’m posting it. I played the drums on a can of loose tobacco. Nasty laptop recording. Kind of a Jimmy Cliff cop.