Song: Observations during the walk

Evening on the Avenue
I walk to sleep
Surrounded by some of the subjects
Population by scurrying,
Always wanting something
Such things and more at once.
The night felt particularly
Collective nedolast.

Libido population
Insecure some.
Observing its manifestations
Ask a question: "And Choi is it?".
Boys with hips like a ballerina,
Girl with tattoo Yakuza,
From the store window dummy
In the stores, "Happy loser."
Mmm, mom-mom.
Oops, boom.
Give someone God his glasses!