day after day

Maximum speed is eighteen for this road
and I go just five
drinking Absolut milkshake
in a closed minibar
They're playing minigolf with my head
Just clap your hands four times
and Carolyn will came
My losers are on every wall
it doesn't matter if it's broken
We three go for free
Thanks to signs showing us where to go
and street poetry for passers-by wet from colours
teenajazz unite on a couch
with books like masks
and hidden smiles on your face
I want more strawberry juice and cigarettes
And big teddybear with sharp teeth
who's watching me
trough his sunglasseyes
and reflects fairy tales on stormy clouds