Remember the Alamo

I pushed you and you pushed me
Let's meet soon in Italy
We'll decide the fate of the world in gold and glass

We'll make up our minds and make up our clothes
To make us look like scary ghosts
To frighten all the students who come here for sex

The morning burns the hair off my body
I memorize it for lines to repeat

Weigh me down with integrity
And then set fire to gravity
It turns to gas and you just float away

My feet are black with mud of mud
And dust becomes of who you loved
To sit with and talk about your day