Street Heat

[Hannibal]

Theres a dance with a dingo in the red light district,
All good fun until she told him to lick it.
He jumped back out of shock and awe,
Unable to conceive what he just saw.
Red lights flashed while bombs went off,
That dumb bitch just sat and scoffed.
He went home with that on his mind,
Just gettin' tired of the daily grind.
He could never forget that ole snaggletooth,
Some slutty old broad with suspended youth.
The very next morning he burned his sheets,
Wanted everything to be nice and neat.
Picked up his house and made it spotless clean,
Wood floors, countertops, a spotless gleam.
He thought about all the hard work he'd done,
And felt that he needed to get some sun.

He headed outside and walked down the Street!
Couldn't stop the rays and their blinding Heat!
He ran back home and slammed his door Shut!
The world was just one nasty Slut!

His face slapped down against the hardwood floor,
He wouldn't have to worry 'bout the sun no more.
The world had caught him, and done it's job,
The house was silent, and laid macabre.

[machinery]

a rhyme?

i heard music behind this.

the stanza with the bolds, i heard screams.

as for the last line, "macabre" doesn't seem fitting
for the rest of the piece.

all other words in this aren't as pricy as it.

[Hannibal]

I wondered about macabre..

I was listening to some music the other day - and the rythm just stuck. It wouldn't get out of my head... and yah...
the bold words WERE screams... [img]smile.gif[/img]

I dunno where this one came from - just figured I'd write something in rhyme [img]smile.gif[/img]