Out of Live Wires and Twisties

oh, after i've given it all up
i imagine myself at the lake set
from "what about bob"
sitting still on the pier
for hours, hours at a time
listening to crickets and contemplating
the diversity of bird chirps
oh yes, it's so long to this city set of warped-minded sapiens
and perverted birds who make their nest
out of live wires and twisties
oh yes it's off to the wild west
oh yes it's off to the wild west

i had to get that off my chest