NoNON from SARNIA BOYS by John Pippus

No NoN

when the shit hits the fan
and you mistake your fellow man
for a loud feeling
double back on the double
and call your mother
your wreckage is real
like a fatal mistake
and the dope is making you sick

(whispering…)
where you ate last
thats the trouble
i think i’m on the bubble
at the door is a rope
why don’t you take it
no NoN (no NoN)

cars zoom and gasp
out their last dying breath
back alley saints ain’t
the ones in the Bible (bible)
It’s all going to fall one day
this edifice of stone
and bone and bricks and dollars
hey there’s a girl (hey)
got my eyes peeled for you darlin’
got my mind of steel
its sort of awake
(mumbled): brown/green kinda mistake

No NoN (no NoN)

(whispering…)
my love is
wet paint for you
tall trees
kiss me. call me larry
my car is solid
but my flesh will know
(indistinct)

crawling on the beach at low tide
man, it’s a whole world out there
the plucking of the strings
is it my phone you hear
or a rocket to mars
in any event it’s over
and i’m the one you wanted
i was just slamming
pay attention pay attention!
i asked her where she was born and she said on a kitchen table in a farmhouse in Saskatchewan


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