Adventures II

Exploratory though tentative, I prefer cafes for the coffee they serve Ambience killed the dormant slacker in me, you see In America today the generation gap is still measured in feet and inches But the last time I met the kitchen wall all my brothers were taller than me So don't read too much into, it's too late, it's not my idea of credibility I'm not hip enough for a drug addiction Still I can accommodate the solitary and hermetic I remain accessible to those who trust in kind Won't committ to volume, the undiscovered cool So don't read too much into, it's too late, it's not my idea of credibility Agoraphobic & erotic; I remain (unresponsive) I haven't got the time for apathy, not into seperating 'life' from 'style' Nor the image laden practise of disowning my middle class upbringing So don't read too much into it's too late, it's not my idea of credibility I'm not hip enough for a drug addiction