of your stamps

knowing a camel when you see one…

of your smile

back to future

of your gran turismo

as you drive straight to hell

of your name

as anyone got one…

of your EX

running to stand still…

 

of your old style

Like Steve McQueen
All I need’s a fast machine

of your light

but where’s tha man???

of your courage

but what is a nazi?

of your make up

but what is hidden shines through

of your rationality

but the world is a mess