Jetlag

Now you never know the feeling till you're there. Sleeping awake, miles from home but unaware. Fear the things that you hold precious, couldn't Care. All these years on the road, Feel wear and tear. Falling, still, not here. Hotel, weed, beer. Thoughts run, toe line. Get rest, no time. Telephone ringing at the desk. Saying they smell a pangs and no you're not A guest. And the police are on the way And it'd be best, if I vacated the room Without a mess. Fuck. Last thing I needed when I'm feeling like this. Now the shit I gotta go through just for Lighting this spliff. Gather my things and quickly Jet. Down the fire escape and out the backy Jet. Falling, still, not here. Hotel, weed, beer. Thoughts run, toe line. Jet lag, no time. Change some money and then find a public phone. Because the package on my mobile doesn't roam. Rang the promoter, the promoter wasn't home. Rang ESP, Ali answered at the tone. Jet lag, help me. Hotel, police, weed. Sneak out on street. Jet lag, help me. She said She promoter said promoter had just had Rang, just rang from the from police the station Police station and she and said she he said Sounded he sounded prank. peak. Saying the way that Things are now the gig is banned. But if I hear myself then it can go Ahead as planned. Got a cab to the station, Got my pen confiscated. Only in my life is everything so complicated. Back in the five star mind abandoning. Should I risk billing up the weed I never Handed in? Falling still, not here. Hotel, weed, beer. False, wrong, tow line. Jet lag, no time. Falling still, not here. Hotel, weed, beer. False, wrong, tow line. Jet lag, no time. Fuck