24 hours of love Gas Town Vancouver.
Ive often wandered if I’ve kissed
The serial killer in our midst.
I was on a bit of a sailing manoeuvre
Across in rainy dank Vancouver
Her name was Mona,
Yes lemon curds the rhymah.
And her mothers name was Mynah.
Occasionally worried about the strife
Cause she always carried a knife
Met her in a club in Gas-town
The Orange Five, it wasn’t pretty.
I always knew she was keen
Cause she’d flattened the other girl I’d seen.
And thats really pretty mean.
But in a stoned drunk way of happening
Very very slightly flattering.
I always found Mona mixed my thoughts
Not least cause she was full blood Cree indian.
Which really was pretty rare
Considering I met her where
Girls spun and danced bare.
Our eyes met across a bottle of Jack
And I guess thats when she fell for me
In my way I fell right back.
Or maybe it was just the Jack.
But anyway we ended up out back.
We splashed from the bar
Crashing into the street together
Not caring about the weather.
And we laughed as we sang a song
Lou Reed if I remember.
Don’t forget we’d done a bong.
“Holly came from Miami FLA”.
And we rolled from bar to bar
Kissing and touching
A couple of times fucking
It was an exciting time.
The world trade fair
Had come to town.
Everyone was rocking down.
And when we became a little stale
A touch of speed turned that tale
Rolling and laughing we didn’t care
Our lives were mad laid open, bare.
And we really really didn’t care.
But in that loving twenty-four hours
We were taken over by other powers
The streets became dark and stark
And just a little tiny bit venomous
We still had dollars rolling with us.
But even that came to an end
And thats when shit started to bend
Mona took me in a bar you see
And said wait here just here for me.
Near the back door.
Just here on the floor.
Mona popped to the ladies then
And in a very short time
She came out quick
And laughed and said
Run now ya lovely lunatic.
So off we went up the street
Beating cobbles to death with our feet
Until we came to another place.
That Mona said was just quite ace.
And mona said this is ok honey
And look we even have more money.
Then we stood in a quiet corner
Nice and Dark quiet corner
And I had a feeling of inner strife
As Mona wiped the blood
from the tip of her knife
Thats when she stared into my eyes
And she said I love you Phil
And I just thought did you kill
I didn’t know what to do
So I took another pill.
Back to my eyes her loving stare
I never know what I could see there
But Mona said will you marry me?
So I stared right back and delivered it slow
One word… simply… NO.
And that was the end of the twenty-four hour tryst
But Ive always had those thoughts that twist
Have I maybe kissed
The serial killer In our midst.