Rockett Power

Orange Penny orange
Penny orange Penny
Orange Penny
Orange paint rippling into the flecks of a horny sundown
8 power strokes and four tires on the oil-shocked road
Orange Detroit muscle will outdo a milktoast ride anyday
and twice on Sundays - it'll beat up your dad
and sleep with your mom
while bringing the apocalypse at 3500rpm

A backseat ripped from Penny on her back
Five painted toes and a bit of blood in my mouth
I saw the sun come up through that back window
Through her orange mop sopwith cameltoe
Whiskey jets from a brown bag under the front seat
shitfaced on cheap gas and vulvic juice
alive 25 minus 5 drive with a zealous strive 1 over 5
26 gulps until tomorrow, and tomorrow,
tomorrow melts on the dash like a fleck of lipstick might
if spat from a girl mouth,
#21 legal action with Lizzy on the deck
10 inch bass cannons
4 ohms
250 watts
350 ROCKETT POWER

110 miles an hour down the 'head with no lights
chokin' the smoke and chuckin' bottles to the ground
taunting the whores and the dollar store floopjacks
stylin' the fair set dames in their green tats and dirty hair
hairspray rhapsodies – one mouthful of perfume before the ramparts of morning
bustin' out the leather, the fists,
and a bit of Physical Graffiti side two
with a twist of green and a shot of octane, octane, OCTANE
migraine fly grain hollow feigned muscles

a skinny drunk and a bonerack broad,
busted and full of Pil, a little left-handed smoke, and some real E-town trash
maybe a dash of put on flash before the bush rash
and the skydive...the night skived by our frightened youth
and the makeshift outlines of our future selves
Everyone seizes eventually, even the bored-out big blocks with the chrome headers

Most days all we can do is count up the stains
and the busted bottles from the night before
and so it is with the listless young
cracking out a fractured sonata for a broad named Penny
and a high that peaked a lifetime ago
quoting everyone who is cooler than us
and begging forgiveness in the morning