The forecast has called for rain.
A snubbed slug heads downtown.
What's your name?
Oh, I wonder, what is my name?
A slug with no name.
A slug with nothing to carry, different than a snail.
Children shouldn’t watch a bunch of slugs
crawling around the ground.
A slug who curves its lithe body and looks to the sky.
A slug with a sigh.
A slug with sullen thoughts.
A slug who prefers the damp.
(Glitter Glitter)
A slug who loves beautiful flowers
and is yet hated by flowers,
because it approaches too closely and eats them.
A slug who is targeted for killing.
But a slug mustn't cry.
There's so much salt in tears.
But I have something to look forward to.
There's a slug festival at the Town Hall tonight.
I can be outdoors and drink all the beer I want.
Wanting free alcohol, hundreds of slugs are
crawling through the underpasses.
Slugs get drunk and lick each other's wounds.
Slugs eat each other since they don't have anything else.
The forecast has called for rain.
Strangely enough, a salty cloudburst has fallen.
(zap zap zap zap)
"Hello, this is security.
All the slugs at the festival were wiped out.
Please check with headquarters. "
Mama, why are the underpasses so shiny and bright?
That’s from many people who were poor
but with beautiful hearts who walked that path.
The government is planting a flower bed in their honor.
Parisian producer and DJ Onelight fuses R&B vocals with contemporary club arrangements to produce euphoric, dance-ready soundscapes. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 18, 2021
