Esprit

Let them cars soar, into the purple and blue,

Don’t nothing matter, if you aint got a clue

Perplexed and dizzy, the new horizon

Now is not, the time to be bedizen

Let the trumpets roll and the drums thump

This aint no time to hit that speed bump

Rock and roll life and the drag queen party

It’s the season, be a self proclaimed arty

Let the champagne flow into the moonless dark

On a new drive we embark

Twisted and a narcissist, I might be

But at the least I am myself, an esprit 

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