Orange juice

POSTED IN Music May 1, 2018

Filantropica… Orange juice

It all ends up with an orange juice,
as the evening shadows fall,
the bartender looking a bit surprised,
knowing that in that same place
the happier days,
I used to drink whisky,
never sit alone.
Shattered dreams confuse me
sunset mounts in juice
strange all there’s thirst
falling night
smells of blues
Loved that bitch, she left me,
got herself a younger rich orange juice lover,
I spit on his
Harvard style
shiny shoes.
Hey, orange juice kid! Enjoy her poisonous body for me.
Yes, orange juice kids, spend all your money and then you will see
How to you whisky bottle’s screaming
In a crummy low-priced bar,
each crumpled bill sounds like a broken
guitar.
Little jerk
get stoned man
she will ever be your drunkard’s excuse,
I’m sitting close drinking my orange juice.
Hey! Hey, orange juice kid! Enjoy her poisonous body for me.
Yes, orange juice kids, spend all your money and then you will see
whisky bottles screaming in a low-priced bar.
Each crumpled bill sounds like a broken guitar.
Little jerk, little jerk,
get stoned man
she will ever be your drunkard’s excuse,
I’m sitting close drinking my orange juice, orange juice.

Nae Caranfil