These half painted busts of Beethoven weep Just a Raved out husk of their former glory And who better to tell the story than a pissed off deaf composer Decomposing in the green room Neon checkerboards tower in vaulted ceilings Like a blue dressed debutante Down a rabbit hole filled with mushrooms acid and hookers, horny onlookers Crapping upright in the stalls Smoking shroom and love leaf in the halls And those feral dogs above and below Growling from hunger and nowhere to go “NO RAVE” warns... read more
